Bolivamus Tal the Greater, and his other dragon friend, made it across the lava pool and all that it entails. They got to where Timothy was hiding, and it was quite a journey to get here.
“Okay, our rides are here.” Tim said, and then he pointed at the second dragon. “Do you wanna climb on top of Short Tail over there, Lisa? I saw him fly before, he's a skilled little man.”
“Short Tail… okay, as long as it means getting out of here.” She agreed.
Afterwards, Lisa climbed on the dragon's back, quite awkwardly, and ended up pinching the other a few times entirely by accident. She was neither happy, nor comfortable right now.
“I can't believe I'm touching a dragon,” She gagged, and then said. “We better get out of here quickly, before I throw up…”