[ Alacruun listens for a moment, although his eyes pop lazily open as Tim starts to talk and his head lifts so he can give the human a calm, curious look. His tongue lazily licks at his snout and then he gives off a yawn - perhaps a bit wider than it needs to be - and then he settles again, tail curling just a touch. ]

No one brought me with them.

[ He rumbles a reply, voice deep and resonating. ]

I brought myself. Or I was brought here by whatever magic brought all of us. But I don't belong to anyone. I'm a dragon - we very rarely do.

[ Alacruun does give him credit for not running away. He's known quite a few humans who would do that at the first sight of a scale. Of course, back home dragons are often incredibly destructive, capricious creatures, but that's neither here nor there. ]