[The dragon seems content to be held, sniffing at Carlisle's clothing absently and folding its tiny legs beneath its body. The long whiskers on each side of its snout twitch every so often as it watches the blinking lights around them. It's been in enough arcades to know it can't steal the shinies, but its still distracted by them. ]

Yes. That is something that helped me to find tranquility. I was angry for such a long time, it was.. I was not truly myself.

[He reaches out to skritch the dragons head, getting a contented snort in response.]

The journey to find oneself is long, but necessary. Though it's far easier to not go alone.