"Something that I won from those leprechauns back when they had those weird puzzle rooms. I still haven't managed to get it open..."

He drummed his fingers across the top of it in thought. Her words about a mother's anger echoed in his ears, and a few pieces started snapping together within his mind.

"...but I think I might know what's inside it. It'll just be a matter of actually trying to get the dragon to hear me out."

Yellow eyes turned back her way.

"You know. Not opening the negotiations with flame breath."