Rex nods at Cendriks words, staying on top of LockHeed in the back, and smiling, hefting his lance in the cradle of his arm, patting LockHeed on the neck with the other...."and to think she was a real dragon all the time, maybe when we're all done here, we can go back and talk to her, might be the leader...well, we'll see." he whispers to his mount.