Well, Riley would like to say that he didn't.
He absolutely didn't.
Nor did he care about the look the dragon had been giving him.
Nope. Not one bit.
All he cared about right now was whether he was about to start foaming at the mouth and whether he needed to prepare new, more comprehensive lists. Possibly last-will-and-testament-type lists.
If there had been internet access, he would have gone through his browser history and scrubbed what remained of his social media accounts. Because who knew if this really was the end?
He had asked Kael earlier, but the giant lizard with the far-too-large hands only said he had already tried taking everything out that he could.
Then Riley made the mistake of asking what methods had been used.
And Kael, in the most painstakingly calm tone imaginable, had described how he had sucked, licked, and swallowed everything he could reclaim. But then he added that the moment before he had done damage control was something else entirely—
