You could have moved. Like a normal person. There's always more treasure, right?

[As he huffs further, flicking his forefeet to clear the water off his scales. There's an important problem here -- there's grit between his toes that must be cleaned.]

It's not like they were trying to kill you or you had anyone there. Right?

[Said blotchy dragon bats idly at the water, scowling furiously. Up until a much smaller, grey shape pops up next to them, proceeding to climb their shoulder like they're a rock wall. The big one just looks mildly affronted at the whole process, expression only turning more mollified when the small one offers up a fish about as big as JW's huge one had been.]

I mean, we can't leave. We'd all die. You would've been fine.