Strange is in luck. She won't ask. The back and forth about their pasts before may have been fine but there's a different focus now and it isn't why Strange knows what madness feels like.

"And mine was from Epithymetikon," Billie says, remembering that moment months ago just fine. He'd been so excited about messages from dragons and then it turned out they had different ones. "Who was a black dragon. What could he do again? Breathe fire?"

That isn't quite it, she's pretty sure, but if anyone is going to know the specifics on the big three's dragon magic, it'll be Strange.