Her brows furrow, and her pen just... stops, as he talks about dragons. About the hydra. "For something as big as a hydra," she says seemingly off-handledly, even though she is only thinking about Jason, about him saying how powerful somebody would need to be to actually disintegrate a person. "You'd need somebody pretty powerful, right?"

She glances up, her brows high. "Other things? Like other food?" Because of the wink, she doesn't know if he means what he actually means.

"Selkies, pookas, brownies - and you never answered if witches have familiars."