"It depends on how wild the dragon is," Ugin wouldn't bat an eye at a sword. Well, he would. And then he'd probably just make the person with the sword not exist. And that Nicol Bolas, from what Ajani said, is even meaner. Then there's that dragon in Ravnica Chandra's been told not to mess with, or go near, or ever meet. The point is dragons are varied, "This one seems smart, but not people smart."

"So it really is only dangerous because it is a giant playful monster that could probably step on a train and break it in half." Chandra's still stroking the beastie on the face, her hand warmed with a bit of magic. There's a soft glow to her hand but not enough to really be dangerous to anyone. Well... don't let her touch any ice cream right now. "Fatima, it's fine, just stay where it can see you and be okay with a bit of slobber."

Chandra goes back to cooing over the good dragon, who's a good dragon, you are, you are!