[Flayme]

"If you don't want to, then I would be glad to do the honors." Han nodded, still smiling. He'd done plenty of injections before, it'd be fast and simple as long as Nym agreed to come easily. "You're right, I don't believe he's experienced a heat cycle before, according to his records Nym's been dosed with suppressants for quite some time... Probably before he even needed them, you know how dragon masters get, they're paranoid. They don't want their dragons being tempted to run off and leave home... Heat cycles put carriers in quite the frenzy, as we're aware." He paused. "Once Devin and his crew bring him in, we'll finally be able to get the ball rolling on his breeding, and those kit reservations."

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Nym was suddenly on full alert, he'd never seen this strange man before, but he did recognize a couple of the crew members. "Check up?" He spat. His usually calm, passive demeanor was suddenly gone. "I've lived with those people practically my entire life, what could I have possibly contracted? I was quarantined before coming here-" He was practically hissing at them now. He was not in the mood to deal with these humans, especially after hearing about Ivan's kits the night before.

"What exactly do they think I have?" Nym glanced at Devin. "Why can't I be checked up on here?"