"You say that like it's a bad thing," Strange responds, with a nervous little laugh that he desperately tries to hide. This won't go well but he's doing it anyway!

As he opens the door to his room, he gestures for Christine to come inside. Once she does, he closes the door behind him and lets out a short whistle. A small, blue dragon pokes it's head out from underneath Strange's bed. Spotting the magician, the dragon lets out a happy, trilling noise before waddling over towards Strange.

"Alistair, meet Christine. Christine, meet Alistair Tourmaline. He hatched a month or so ago."