"Oh. Dragon."

Morgan muttered to himself as he stared up at Diana's massive shimmering form, a half-filled cartridge in his hands. While everyone else was chatting in the temple, he had taken the time to check up on his guns, and fill a few more cartridges.

[i]This is... unusual.[/i]

Glancing over at the others, he paused for a moment, wondering what sort of conversation led to this.

[i]I guess I'll ask someone about it later.[/i]