Alistair isn't full heckin' chonker level of dragon, but he isn't as slim or muscular as some of the other dragons might be. He also is very pleased to receive pets and happily chirps when Shura starts petting him.

Strange can't help but look a little guilty as Shura points out the truth: yep, his old students did say he talked too much. Maybe if Alistair could talk, he would say the same thing.

"I'll try to keep that in mind," he admits. But time to change the conversation away from him a little bit. "What about yours?" Strange asks, out of genuine curiosity. "What have you been teaching Aconite?"