Probably not what you think

Man there really was a lot he could get into. Fortunately Lottie was pretty inquisitive so he'd just follow her train of questions. Normally he'd be looking to get into some kind of mischief or go exploring, but in a way all of his active habits were rooted in a need to learn. He figured Lottie was similar in that regard. That was probably why he liked spending time around her... or at least part of it.

"Well you can always kinda tell when someone important's coming to visit because there's sort of a mad rush. Don't worry, you'll know. My clan's actually not from this dimension, we're kinda like you and your party. We came here and started exploring this dimension. Dragons with multiple heads are usually more capable of stronger levels of control over their elemental abilities. I think it's something like there's one primary head, and the other two act to enhance awareness. Sometimes they take on subconscious aspects of the main person. So One head might act hungrier, and the other is more aggressive."

Alaric's tail flicked, as he thought about anything else to add. "You might end up filling that notebook if I keep giving you information."

"Huh... sounds like a challenge to me. Guess I've got no choice now, I'll just have to stick with you and tell you everything I know... and then some," he joked, trying to look cool as he said it though. It probably made him look even sillier though.

"Oh yeah!" Alaric's tail swayed eagerly. "Do you um wanna see me transform? Into a dragon I mean..."

He was pretty sure he hadn't shown her what he looked like as a dragon. Now was as good a time as any, since they were in a place where he knew there would be more than enough room.

"Oh no definitely not in here. We can go out to the back, there's a lot of room back there," he said gesturing for her to follow. Alaric would lead her through the house and out the back door, onto a deck which he simply hopped off the railing of and flew out into the large back yard. The center was marked with a single large elegant tree, with unfamiliar flowers growing around it.

The young dragon landed and shifted with a burst of intense heat. It was easy enough to say that Alaric was definitely too large to fit in the library, and by dragon standards he was pretty large even for a young dragon. His tail, wings, and horns were definitely more pronounced now. And his black scales seemed to radiate heat the closer someone got.

He stood for a moment, before taking the chance to lie down on the ground.

Alaric attempted to tone his heat down as best as he could, then moved closer so that Lottie wouldn't have to walk as far. He figured even without her boots, the fall wouldn't be too much for her. She was an adventurer, after all. The air had cooled enough that it wouldn't be oppressive for her as she got closer. That said, his scales would still feel like hot pavement if she reached out to feel them.

"That's not even close to my maximum temperature either," he said. "Just be careful, my scales are perpetually warm."

Alaric made a point to try and keep his head closer to Lottie's level so she wouldn't have to crane her head back so far. He thought about the question for a moment before he gave an answer. "Well, I got hot enough to melt steel one time..."

"I've got a really good control with my fire though. Better than my dad actually," he said proudly. Alaric even seemed to puff his chest out as he said this. "Uncle Gwyn actually planted the tree and those flowers, it's technically part of his hoard. Actually there's spots like this out in the forest too."