"We both know that fights aren't the only way to prove one's fortitude. If you'd give me the chance, I'd happily show you other ways." While Shura can't see the expression on Strange's face, his tone of voice plainly tells her what other ways he's thinking of.

He opens the door, lightly applies some pressure on Shura's back to gently push her forward, then closes the door behind them. "We're inside. Aconite, Alistair, you can come out now."

Alistair pokes his head out, moving Strange's coat off of himself. He adjusts his position, wiggles his butt, then jumps off of Strange's shoulders onto the floor with a loud thud. Any landing you can walk away from, as the tiny dragon rolls over and gets back to his feet, seemingly unharmed.