"Like a dragon," he corrects him with a wrinkle of his nose. "But yes." Like a cat. It's going to be wonderful. The sun is warm, and he may be made of fire at his core, but that doesn't mean he won't take warmth from whatever external source he can get it from too. He takes a breath and tries to hold still as Galo pours more of his magic into him.

He can feel his body knitting back together. Ah. That's better. Better than he'd been even before his anger got the better of him.

Blinking at the comment he sniffs, looking to the side. "Of course I am. And now you should know that if you keep being an idiot, I'll bite you. That's just my nature." It's an empty threat, which is clear by the smirk that's trying to curl over his lips.