Benjamin Ya

Zemi Dreigiau

Script

Ben: What caused the dragon? What if Dad gets stuck like that... maybe he needs help?

Zeb: What causes it? Well, maybe a few lightning bolts in the face. Or direct Meteo hit... *rattles off* He'll be fine. *crosses his arms* He probably won't even remember half of what transpired last night. He comes out of it feeling a bit tired, and hungry...

Ben: You mean... this isn't the first time this has happend?

Zeb: Duuuh.