[Iliad]

Rhys went over to the dragons side, his stride prehaps a bit quicker then he would have admitted to, but the sight of the dragon worn out lodged some small bubble of worry in the knights chest as he stood before the dragon. "Pocket huh? I suppose I won't ask, since I dont think I actually want to know right now, but, will you be allright to take human form? Or is there a limit to the magic dragons can use in a day?" He asked with a rueful smile, wondering just how far Kvaloth would push himself as the Rhys watched the other stand, noticing the bit of shake in istability in the dragons form. Frowning a bit he crossed his arms, waiting on a reply, while eager to get back to civilization, not if it ment having a comatose dragon on his hands when he did so.