Ah – not quite... but that is interesting. The dragons from my world grow large enough to rival the largest ships in the world. To make stone castles tremble when they perch upon them.

[ Even if she speaks of such greatness, such a mass – Drogon was around the size of a horse, similar to his own mount. ]

When I was brought here almost a year ago, I came alone. It was not until months later that Drogon was brought here, with the same temperament he had when he was younger and a stature to match. I believe... he is from another time, but still the same Drogon. He simply was not as I last remembered him.

[ There's an awkward huff of air following, as if she speaks uncomfortably. ]

I understand little of how this works – worlds, times, but I suppose I was curious if this found true to you as well. Consider yourself fortunate.