Sometimes Kat reminds me of a dragon.

I don’t mean to insinuate that I have actually seen a dragon—I haven’t. Nor am I saying I believe that they exist—I don’t.

It’s just that sometimes, the way he moves his head reminds me of how I imagine a dragon would move. And sometimes he looks at you as if he’s seriously considering using his fiery breath to turn you into a crispy snack, except that it would require too much effort. And besides, then he’d have to go hunt his own food, and that would definitely be too much effort.