And so I have a dragon lo- wait, what?  

I was just holding her and yet- my breath was burning. My whole body was burning. 

Did I forget to mention we were sweating?

And yet, Marg smelled wonderful. I guess she took a shower before coming back. Boy was I glad for that. 

Meanwhile, I stank. I really wanted a shower right now. Too bad I couldn't get my wounds wet though. 

And the pain was constantly reminding me that I should just keep my stuff inside my pants too. 

"It's getting late, I should let you rest," Marg said, looking away.

"Yeah." I wanted her to stay, but- maybe it was for the best.

She was a person, not some tool I could manipulate. I let her go. 

If we were going to make this work, we had to respect each other that was the baseline. Honesty was the pillar and loyalty were the bricks. Almost like a house. And no, there was no need for kids in that house.