“I was curious about venom, but I supposed it would be redundant for a creature of this size.”

Still. There’s really no reason not to catch a stringy drip of saliva through cavernous teeth in the open neck of his vial, when the slow descent of it catches in his periphery. He fishes a cork out of a pocket while it’s still filling.

“The scales, bones, and teeth are used in smithing and seem to hold some inherent magical properties, if I understand correctly.”