Since their first meeting, Ratonhnhaké:ton has not talked much to Hanzo. The man seems to him to not be very social, which is something that he can understand very well.

However, when Hanzo shows up at this party, surely he expects to at least have to talk a little. That, and Ratonhnhaké:ton thinks they got along well enough, as much as he thought Hanzo was rather rash to decide that the reindire needed to be killed.

So, with a glass of beer in hand, he approaches the edge of the dance floor and watches the dragon curiously for a moment.

He's only seen pictures of them in books.

"Does your friend have a name?"