Dragons bond to my family; we are practically two sides of one coin. I feel better having them around.

(A hatchling hops up onto a stand meant for him, playing with a teddy bear.

Daenerys meanwhile smiles and goes to the kitchen, bringing out a tray of tea and pastries.)

The problem comes when they start to grow. Everyone thinks they are lovely at this size, but imagine a Dragon the size of a house...of a city...

But their temperaments usually remain the same.