She cranes her head around rapidly to stare at Elasirae.

"Well, it's not our magic," he says, with a shrug that ripples his iridescent black wings. "Of course it doesn't not want to work for dragons; dragons mostly don't exist where it's from."

"Do I want magic," scoffs Arianna. "Of course I want magic! Dragons are the most magic thing in the world but we don't get to keep any of it, it's supremely unfair." She digs her glossy white claws into the ground.