[Flayme]

"Oh- Do I now?" Nym grinned. He definitely liked Ky.That was for sure. He was finding that he liked him quite a lot, more than he had ever anticipated he would two days prior... And it was all happening so fast.

"Humans... Are weird." Nym finally uttered thoughtfully. "They don't usually hunt food, they grow it. Even their meat. They have big farms for everything. Anything from carrots, to cows." Nym explained. "Then they harvest it, or slaughter it, and pack it up and do all sorts of strange things to it, and then put it in stores... Er... Big buildings full of rows and rows of food. I usually ate whatever they ate... Bread, fruit.... Anything really, with maybe a little more protein on the side. Scrambled chicken eggs and ham were one of the best dishes." Nym smiled again. "It's really quite bizarre I guess."

Drumming his fingers lightly on Ky's shoulder, Nym looked at him again. "What about you?" He asked. "What are some dragon customs and traditions I should know about?" He meant the question honestly. He was burningly curious about his own kind, even if tundra dragons were different. He was ready to eat up information about any kind of dragon... Especially if he was going to be carrying a clutch of them.