"Good for you then. Just makes it all easier for the both of us," Arashi nonchalantly said in response to Sakura's acceptance of her fate. Though the young man didn't actually [i]believe[/i] her. He was rather skeptical about the claim, given that lying to somebody you didn't like wasn't even that hard, and was still content to strap himself to the dragon by means of the rope collar he had created moments prior. Soon enough, the dragon consumed all the spare food that he had provided it, and Arashi placed the dishes, cleaned of course, back into his rucksack for later use. 

"You're welcome," Arashi nodded. At least the dragon had manners, or perhaps was playing nice to secure easier escape. Either way, it was a change of pace from getting rudely referred to as a racist, among other things. Unfortunately, this politeness, like all things, came with a downside. That is to say, the dragon began breaking off into another interrogation, and then abruptly into a rant about its own worthlessness. 

Fortunately, it wasn't as if Arashi had kidnapped it based soley on how terrible it was at being a dragon. As long as it could guide him to where he needed to be, this dragon would be an acceptable example of her race. 

Arashi breathed out a sigh. "Alright, alright. Jeez I'll tell you (if it makes you shut up)," he began, "What we're doing now, is heading to town, getting supplies, and heading off on an [i]adventure~[/i]" He said that last part in a tone that made it seem like he was questioning her intelligence. Which he was.