[Temeraire doesn't pay much mind to the Terrible Terrors. They are too small to hurt him, and much too rude to bother with. But he does very carefully nudge Hiccup's outstretched hand with his nose, assuming it to be some sort of greeting. And he doesn't mind being petted.]

Oh yes, very much. I had missed flying so.

[He stretches his wings halfway out, and is clearly proud at the comment about his size.]

I am one of the biggest dragons at my covert, except for my friend Maximus. Does this happen often, then?

[Hopeful Temeraire is hopeful! Hands and cities are nice, but he'd like to turn back into a dragon more often.]