[Her respect is tangible and the dragon is pleased. Of course, he's also vain and any respect pleases him. Hyourinmaru's answer is a softer roar, followed by a puffed out chest and a flap of his wings. Figures. He would bask in such approval.
Hitsugaya waves his hand and the dragon disappears, leaving behind only cold air and a sheen of ice where he stood. He sheathes the sword, crosses his arms, and raises a brow. For now, he'll let the dragon speak for him and allow Katara to draw her own conclusions.
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Hitsugaya waves his hand and the dragon disappears, leaving behind only cold air and a sheen of ice where he stood. He sheathes the sword, crosses his arms, and raises a brow. For now, he'll let the dragon speak for him and allow Katara to draw her own conclusions.
... Yes, he's proud of his dragon. Shut up.]