Hitch a ride

As they walked past you, you jumped onto the dragon's armor. She froze as she felt something, and looked around.

"Something wrong?" The trader asked, concerned for her.

"Maybe?" She answers inquisitively, "Check my armor, is there a bug or rodent or something."

Oh crap, you thought. You hid under her tail, just as she went to adjust her armor, and the trade went to inspect her. By a stroke of luck, chainmail usually covering her ass was fixed and tossed over you, shielding you from a cursory glance. The trader looked at this, and was about to lift it up to inspect it before stopping. He went back.

"Nothing?"

"Yeah, there's nothing."

"Good. Probably was just my armor chaffing me."

"Yeah, it was riding you a bit."

"Did you check under it?"

"Noo!"

"You could've taken a peek!~"

"M-may I still?"

"Hmmm, maybe! We'll see when we go back to..."