Daniel: Daphne could have been playing in here. Have you looked in the crate?
Lincoln: Not yet, sir. I thought you might like the honor.
Lincoln: Uh-oh! Do I see what I think I see?
Daniel: Do you mean to tell me you didn't know it was here?
Daphne: If I knew we had a real dragon, I wouldn't have asked to turn Kizzy into one. Please can we let it out of the crate?
Daniel: I need that part he's chewing on. Go find him something else to eat, please, Daphne.
Daniel: I'm not sure that was the best food choice for him. If he gets too excited we may not be able to contain him.
Daniel and Lincoln ponder weightier matters.
Daniel: I don't know. What worries me more is that the ship is not as secure as it should be. If a small dragon can stow away, we may be open to other unsanctioned visitors. The Brotherhood won't like that.
Lincoln: So our shields are down. You think he's responsible for all our mechanical problems?
Daniel: If he's been satisfying his hunger by gnawing on parts, I expect so. At least I know what I have to do. I only hope he has left us with some usable spare parts. The question now is what do we do with him? I can't just show him the door without knowing if a dragon will cause undue commotion in this world. Besides, Daphne appears to be forming an attachment to him.
To be continued...