Adam sent a wave of calming reassurance to Alice. "Easy now. Let me figure this out."
He then turned his focus to the persistent Sun-Scale Lizard, attempting to project a simple, questioning thought. To his surprise, a faint, new connection snapped into place, far weaker and more simplistic than his bond with Alice, but there nonetheless.
"You... want... what?" Adam projected.
The response that came back was a jumble of primal concepts and emotions, not words, but the meaning was clear. It was an impression of awe, of submission to a superior power, and a simple, instinctual desire. The core concept that emerged was: "Strong. Dragon. Mate."
Adam recoiled mentally. "Dragon? You think I'm a dragon? And you want to be my... mate? Is this some kind of instinct?"
The lizard, whom he now mentally dubbed 'Sparky' for lack of a better term, just tilted its head in confusion, emitting a soft, chirping click. The complex questions were beyond its simple understanding.
