The Baron stares rather blankly at A for a brief moment. A -dragon-? "You have. . . a dragon?" Considering how strange everything already was, and that apparently he was standing a school for magic, he knew he shouldn't be so suprised. But still. . .a dragon? "And those fruits, they sound very good. . . but. . .you have a dragon? And it -talks-?" He'd only ever heard of such things as mythical- but then again, Earth was a myth, too. And here he was.