"Guess that's true," they said slowly. That was the whole point of this thing, that some of them were special and some of them were strong enough to be protectors. It still wasn't sinking in, much like being a dragonaught was still not quite right in their head.

It was much harder to get a smile out of them. Guile had little place when one was still on the edge of an anxiety blow-up. Nothing they were hearing was very pleasing.

"Oh, uh, humanoid pharmacology." Something that required a lot of work and would likely pay well down the line, but didn't seem very impressive when they were really only just starting out on it.