Close enough, then. Steve smiles and rubs his hand over the top of the dragon's hand, back and forth. The reptile-like skin is warmed from sun, especially since it's all black, and it feels surprisingly nice.

As fun as it might be to pet No-Teeth here all afternoon, though, he went to all the trouble to bring his sketchbook down here, so he may as well use it. Steve leans down to pick it up from where it dropped onto the grass and then smiles at the dragon.

"Do you mind posing for me?" he asks hopefully.