Handsome? [ He can't help softly shaking his head. ] I'm sure it'd thank you, if it could talk. [ It's like his Fenrir back home. A nostalgic feeling. ]

[ Dragon riding's something he's never done before. ... Well, unless you count that one time... ]

Your son? [ Cloud doesn't ask so much in disbelief, but more rhetorically as he draws further parallels to the once Nohrian princess. For some reason, he's getting some serious deja vu. As Daenerys explains how there's little need to fear of Drogon, he nods. ] I see.

Got it. [ The address, rather. ] Guess I'll see you soon, [ Half a beat- ] oh...sorry. I didn't get your name.