"Yes, Chandra, our goal was to assess," Roy said. Either of them could read absolutely volumes into his weary but matter-of-fact response to Chandra's absolutely ridiculous statement, and come to a wonderful understanding of Roy's history with fellow party members.

Look, she hadn't attempted to imbue a puppet with Divine Rank yet, Chandra still wasn't the worst he's had to deal with.

"Besides, a dragon that size is not about to be scared of a sword that, for all its relative size to a human, is in absolute terms smaller than its claw--"

At that moment, the dragon, with a delighted whuff of fairly rank breath, bent its head down, lolled out its tongue, and licked Roy's head.

"...or tongue," the fighter said after a moment, his eyes shut tight against the gaping void of endless despair.