Dany's a little upset that he's called them 'menaces' - but he's right, Drogon does bite. At least he didn't use the term beasts. That bothers her more than anything. Biting back a frown, she accepts the hug, leaning into it while still cradling Rhaegal in her arms - the green dragon cranes his head out of the embrace to peer over Jehan's shoulder.

Her skin's hot to the touch, but not burning just yet, and she speaks quietly but not angrily. "I will never let them out of my sight again."