[as Robin explains, Tek takes the opportunity to flick his tongue out to give the air a little taste--which, unlike snakes and a few other mundane reptiles, is not something that dragons make a habit of doing often. it's only in special instances like this one, and hunting, that they deign to do so.
but then Robin explains about his eyes, and Tek immediately responds to the prospect of increased attention by straightening up, tossing his mane of spikes, and flaring his wings a little. just to show off, while Robin has such an encompassing view of him.
of course, there is a healthy dose of sarcasm about it, as Tek is far from beautiful in this form. every scale and mossy fringe, the rainbow of bruised colors across his hide, his whole twisted frame, is made to be as repulsive and cadaverous as possible.]
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but then Robin explains about his eyes, and Tek immediately responds to the prospect of increased attention by straightening up, tossing his mane of spikes, and flaring his wings a little. just to show off, while Robin has such an encompassing view of him.
of course, there is a healthy dose of sarcasm about it, as Tek is far from beautiful in this form. every scale and mossy fringe, the rainbow of bruised colors across his hide, his whole twisted frame, is made to be as repulsive and cadaverous as possible.]