You hold the three baby dragons in your arms, which is difficult because they're about the size of medium dogs and very squirmy, mewling and puffing little plumes of smoke. (They can't breathe fire yet.) Still, not only is every living being precious to you, you know that when She returns, Karnakagauchlu will take the form of a dragon.

You dropkick the uncouth black market traffickers, but now you need to take the dragons somewhere!

> Back to the chapel to be my faithful friends and companions
> To the only veterinarian on Declan 6 to make sure they're okay
> Call up your friend who runs a dragon nursery on a different space station