[@Wick][@Orlan][@Vocab]
Paon ended up sitting with his head in his arms and his knees up. He was shaking, his tattered shirt exposed more of his back and the shaking. He was old, but right now he seemed young. Which technically for a dragon he is rather young.

He faintly heard the conversation in the background, faintly heard the response. What had he done...he doesn't fight. He doesn't hurt people. The trembling worsened.
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Peter sighed internally. An ID check great. He quickly took his human shape, his wings folded inward and the shimmer on his skin dissipated along with his ears shortening in length. He would not get discovered in this form since it is his fairy form that is registered not the human. 

He then rolled his shoulders and sat back, enough to allow him to discreetly remove the ear piece, crush it, and toss it out the window. Those who were close did not see that...since he slipped a small image into their mind of him not moving. Simple really. He kept a faint air of fear to keep with his facade. He knew Eric heard the crunch and that meant he was deeper undercover.