"She's not going to triple in size overnight if that's what you're worried about," Strange grumbles as well. "There's so many factors that can determine the growth of a dragon. Their hatching conditions, what they eat, their body type, and so on and so forth. I suspect you've got at least a few months before you need to worry about her becoming noticeable."

By now, they're leaving the forest behind and starting to get closer towards the city. There's only a few buildings on the outskirts, as might take a while to get into the city proper, but they're close enough to worry. Strange looks up, spots some of the buildings in the distance (though thankfully no people) and frowns a little.

"We're approaching the city," Strange says, for Shura's benefit as well as his own dragon's. "Alistair, you can stay on my shoulders, but I need you to hide beneath my coat." The dragon makes a chirping noise as he starts to burrow underneath Strange's coat, moving it over himself with his teeth.