[Without his memories he has absolutely no hesitation, no trepidation about Azul sucking up to him, and just lets it inflate his ego to be spoken of highly! How is he supposed to know that Azul is anything but a good Samaritan, kindly helping a silly old fairy out of the goodness of his heart? He follows him along, all pleased with his luck.]

A pleasure to get to know you once more then, Azul Ashengrotto.

I have been enjoying my time outside, but I admit that the idea of a place to call my own is attractive. I haven't anything to my name, but if I have a place to stay, at least I will have a place to put things once I get them.

[What respectable dragon doesn't have a hoard, after all? Malleus thinks of that as he looks around the cafe curiously, not inclined to sit just yet.]

Being in my other form has helped protect my skin from the harsh sunlight of the day, but it does get terribly hot.

Does this lodging cost currency? Is there someone I should be contacting for it?