It was all the bird could do to remain still, hands balling into fists at his sides so he didn’t just grab at the dragon. He deserves some praise for being so restrained. From the look on his face, this might be a matter of life and death. Alas, it’s only his inability to shake the curiosity about whether or not Nam’s human form has a bellybutton. Once something gets stuck in his head, that’s it. It’s all Gaja can focus on.

He took a lurching half-step closer, then stopped abruptly. Keep your hands to yourself, Gaja!

“Show me your stomach.”