There is, meanwhile, nothing dignified about how Caspar sits. The man is practically bouncing in place, apparently ready to spring up at any moment despite the early hour. ...And the fact that they literally just sat down.

"No kidding?" He answers with a grin, scooting over to make sure she's got space - he may be inclined to sit with his knees in different time zones, but he's not looking to be rude and get in someone's way, here! "Well, hey - first time for everything, right? And this place seems to be... pretty determined to pile firsts on us."

Like. He doesn't know about anyone else here, but he sure doesn't have any precedent for a dragon inhabiting his... brain? Body? Both? He's not totally clear on it.