Originally, Morgan had planned to take this time to rebuild his supply of cartridges, and ask someone about the conversation later. However, after hearing a few terms from the dragon-girl, namely, training, hidden powers, and incomplete, he decided knowing now was better than later, at least when it came to topics like this. Checking the group with Arcanus, among the Cadets he had joined up with, one of them, a well-built young man he had seen earlier in the fight against the arcane creature, seemed to be frozen.

[i]I guess should be normal when meeting an almighty existence from ancient mythology.[/i]

Grabbing one of his spare bullets, he tossed it, hitting the young man's head, and called over.

"Hey! What're we talking about?"

As he finished the sentence, his thoughts started running their standard calculations after meeting someone new. Namely, whether they would think he was a boy or a girl. The current statistics on that was 30-70, with most of the few people he talked to guessing wrong. Not that he ever shared the results.