[* Chara's eyes grow wide, their pupils flashing a pitch black. They give their best slasher smile at the little dragon and reach their other hand up and place it on his head.]

Why bother? I'm sure we can simply tear his head off and find another of these lizards to help us. And if there's any cinnamon in his body we'll just extract it from his carcass.

[* They start gently twisting it back and forth. Better fess up quickly, dragon...]