[ The tiny tension eases at once and Molly laughs, wrapping both arms around Fjord's neck to enjoy that kiss. ]

Of course. Didn't you know I was a secret dragon and all I wanted was a half-orc dinner and a bunch of pillows to murder him with?

[ He grins, bopping the smooth curve of a horn against that chest. ]

We dragons are in dire need of as many pillows as possible or our big heads will suffer.