Price yawned. Price had finished the reports of the mission and was exhausted. He'd sent his team for rest hours before hand. The dragon hybrid passed by his room door ignoring it in favor of something far better. His clawed hand was pushing open a different door, one of a similarly reptilian hybrid curled in the overly large bed. Winter was upon them and it was always hard on the Naga hybrid. As John shed some of his clothes, he got in bed pulling the Naga into his warm body.