Harley is laughing too hard to help intimidate the dragon.

"I'm a Snowfort Prince! Smart dragons don't even let me talk to them, they're already dead when I get there," asserts Zeus.

"It's true!" Harley agrees. "He's already killed, like, a million more dragons!"

"A billion!" corrects Zeus. "And that's not counting the smart ones! This dragon here must be really dumb," Zeus adds to Harley.

"Is it dead?" asks Zeus skeptically.

"Yeah, look at it," shrugs Harley. "You see it moving?"

"Maybe it's asleep," says Zeus. "Maybe it's in a coma!"

"Hey, if we scared it into a coma, I think that's good enough," says Harley.

"It could wake up, and then my mom would be in it," says Zeus suspiciously. "It'd have her hostage!"

"Your mom sounds like she knows how to handle dragons," says Harley.

"Yeah, maybe. Okay, let's go make a village for around the fort," says Zeus, and he wades off through the snow to start making snow houses around the base of the existing construction.

Snow houses! Harley cheerfully assists him in this noble endeavour.

Houses houses. "D'you know how long the Coven's going to be here?"

"Nah," he shrugs.

"My dad used to move around with the Coven but he stopped after he met Mom."

"Did your mom not like it?"

"Yeah. We travel plenty, just we always come back to the same place." He gestures at the slain dragon.

"Elsie goes around with the Coven," says Harley. "And sometimes she takes me places where they aren't, and then we go back again. I like it, it's fun."

"Mom and Dad met at Burning Man and now we all go every year."

"What's Burning Man?"

"It's a bunch of people and art and stuff in a kind of a dust desert! It's fun and nobody cares if you run around naked."

"Cool!" says Harley. "That sounds awesome, I wanna go to it."

"You should totally come! It's in summertime. You'd have to get Princess Elspeth to take you though."

"She would, I bet! She takes me places a lot!"