Complex Dragons

My gaze kept returning to those tentacles, as if they were a mystery to be solved, revealing—what?

"Dragons are more complex than they appear, aren't they, Boss?"

"I was just contemplating the same thing."

"Especially Drevolan."

"Indeed."

"Did you notice what he didn't ask about?"

"Yes. He never inquired about the stolen weapon."

"You're smarter than they give you credit for, Boss."

"Hold that thought, Opal. Instead, tell me what you think it implies."

"That he already knew about the theft. Which means when we were setting the trap, we weren't doing what we believed we were. Although what we were actually doing, I couldn't speculate."

"Perhaps. Or it could imply something entirely different."

"What else?"

I focused once again on those tentacles, their arbitrary patterns somehow seeming coherent.