Wh—hm. [ He thinks about questioning the 600th floor of the Empire State Building but. Sure. It's best that normal people don't work out magic. He remembers the way people choose to explain away supernatural occurrences, so it makes sense. A little.

He assumes Ladon is the dragon and is trying too hard to sound knowledgeable to ask. He scrubs at his face and then spits out some water. ] Did you only read the intellect part of my profile? I take Latin. It's a lot of the same stuff with different names. So how did you take on the dragon? Did you trick it?