But Then, Hilarious Slapstick

The dragon girl's sleepy irritation abruptly transforms into panic as she tries to jump to her feet, only succeeding in getting caught in her makeshift bed and falling flat back on her face. She whimpers (in fear? Is she okay?) as she tries to dislodge herself but only succeeds in getting more tangled in her nest, eventually becoming so thoroughly bound that she opts to inch on her belly to the corner of the room with quite impressive speed. Meanwhile, you can't help but stare in stunned silence, trying your best not to laugh.

The girl cries out in a mixture of irritation and dismay. "Y-y-ou're supposed to be stealing the treasure!"

Oh, right. Probably. You shrug, nodding. "Yeah, I know."

"I'd have heard you! I'd have heard you, a-a-and then YOU'D be the one surprised!"

"I just figured we could, you know, skip it this time."

"if I w-w-was warmed up I could ROAST you!"

You frown. Is she really giving you this much shit about this? She was sleeping on the job, too. "Yeah, well, you're not."

The actress loses all of her fire at that, curling up into an even smaller ball as she shrinks away from you. She hesitantly speaks up in a small voice. "What...what are you gonna do..."

You shrug. "I hadn't thought all that much about it. "

You bend over, picking up the stuffed bag doll that the girl had dropped in her panic. Immediately, the dragon actress gives a pleading keen, her eyes despairing. "Oh please! Don't tear her up, please!"

Whoa, she's really freaked out. This is weird but hell, there's really only one thing you can do here without being an absolute asshole. Almost everyone you've met so far as wound up being a total jerk, and you refuse to be one yourself. You raise your free hand disarmingly, starting to inch towards the girl. "Hey, hey, don't worry; I'm not going to do anything, okay?"

She whimpers as you near, screwing her eyes shut. When a long moment passes with nothing happening, she cracks open an eye to see you extending her stuffed doll towards her while keeping as much of a distance as you can. She sniffs, fixes you with a probing stare, and then struggles her arms free to snatch the doll from your hand and crush it to her chest. Which is for the best, because her boob was still out.

The girl watches, part suspicious and part confused, as you plop down on the other side of the room and start rifling through your pack. She furrows her brow as you dump out assorted items that don't interest you, then shoots her eyes up when you start trying to make idle conversation. "Hey, did you do all these paintings?"

The dragon girl stares at you a little longer. "...I, um..."

"They're really cool! Are you an art student?"

She blinks, still staring at you as confusion starts to visibly win out over suspicion. "You're....you're not going to...kill me?"

You sigh. Yeah, you probably should; you have to imagine the knight slaying the dragon is some sort of big marquee show. You bet people can buy souvenir photos of their reactions to it and stuff. "Do we really have to go through all of that? I know it's what we're 'supposed' to do, but I'm sort of tired of this whole business. All I want to do is relax for a bit. Is that cool?"

The girl just stares at you some more. Aw crap, is she going to narc on you? You guess you can't blame her, seeing as you're probably putting both of your jobs in jeopardy. But just when you're preparing to groan and stand, she slowly begins to loosen up. She opens her mouth a few times, looking as if she's trying to decide exactly what she wants to say. "I, um....I don't...I don't want to fight either."

You grin at that, and the girl favors you with a wide grin of her own that she quickly pulls back into a bashful smile, turning her eyes down to the stuffed doll slash bag she's still squeezing. Man, this girl is cute.