"Huh. Gotta support those wings somehow, I guess."

And it's totally crazy, but everything about this place fits that description anyway. Kyoko briefly glances at the ring on her finger---she can protect herself if things get bad. And there's always a chance they will.

She tentatively extends a hand to Dragonite, on high alert for a sign of aggression---but her magic still doesn't react. This man tamed a dragon some way or another.

"The name's Kyoko, by the way. No offense, but this is still weird."