Easier to discuss, perhaps, than to put into action. I do not think there is anything simple about pets or children.

[Beatrix can remember easily when she came by to help dragons and how easily one got tangled up in her hair and trying to wrest it out was more trouble than it was worth. Folding her arms across her chest, she suspects there’s very little about her that screams children would really ever flock to her. Aside from a younger Princess Garnet, of course.]

That said, everything you share with me sounds so convenient. Likely due to your patience. I can say for certain I have not nearly as much as you do. Although I am inclined to appreciate that difference. It means I can leave the things I have no patience for to you.

[Meaning all future dragonlings and children she’ll be sending in Kisara’s direction.]