His grin is crooked, and mischievous as he replies easily "why wouldn't I?" His nose scrunches lightly as he smiles, and there's something in the cant of his head that makes him all the more cocky with his question. Still, he's genuinely curious, and he waits patiently for the response. If there is one at all.

"Never quite got bitten hard, but I've been 'round lots of critters that could," he adds, feet swirling in the water. "Wyverns. Horses, unicorns an' the likes. Where I'm from, they're pretty common." He pauses. "Well; common-ish." Nevermind the dragon teeth that he was far too used to.