Natsu's nose twitched as he sniffed the air, catching a scent of excitement… and nerves.
He traced the scent over to Lucy, who'd been awkwardly shuffling her feet during his interrogation of the dragon aide. He watched for a few moments, leaving Guilokin waiting for his inquiries with bated breath. After all, it wasn't every century that the Fire Palace was graced with the rumoured human son of Igneel.
What's got her feathers all ruffled?
He chuckled to himself and smiled at the little dragon who'd been shuffling his paws, like Lucy.
"So what's the plan?"
"We greet our Lady!"