Dragon Hunters

Lian-Chu:
Gwizdo, I'm not sure, but you know our promised land? I think this might be it.

Gwizdo:
Huh? Do you have frostbite on the brain?

Lian-Chu:
You know, where people accept us for who we are, and welcome us. Our real place in the world. Well, I think it's here.

Gwizdo:
What sort of gobbledygook are you comin' up with?

Lian-Chu:
You're the one who brought it up when we left the inn.

[Gwizdo looks surprised]

Gwizdo:
First of all, I doubt I ever said any such thing. And secondly, even if I did, it was just to reassure ya. I know how hard it was for you to leave the inn.

Lian-Chu:
So you lied to me?

Gwizdo:
Of course not. I didn't lie to ya. I was just improvisin' a bit.

[Lian-Chu sags a bit. Gwizdo sees Lian-Chu's expression and looks worried. He goes to the wall Lian-Chu is leaning on and sits on it]

Gwizdo:
Don't you think I was terrified too, with the idea of leavin' it all behind? All I wanted was to run right back to the inn to my big soft bed, the toasty fireplace and Jennyline's delicious cookin'. If I said that, it was just to reassure me, too.

Lian-Chu:
So you want to go back to the inn, too.

Gwizdo:
More than ever, Lian-Chu. More than ever before.

Lian-Chu:
But what about the pride of dragon hunters?

Gwizdo:
When yer cold and hungry, dragon pride can take a hike.