"Aaaah..." He had come to talk to Bruce about something, but upon seeing the strange creature nuzzling against the man all thoughts had fled his head. That wasn't something you saw every day. The dracolisk seemed rather content rubbing its head all over Bruce like a large cat or dog, but Bruce on the other hand didn't seem all that happy about the turn of events.

After a moment though Sam mutters a 'huh' under his breathe, shifting to put his hands on his hands as something comes to mind. "Well... at least it's not as bad as that bog unicorn." Damn thing would probably be doing exactly this to him if it was allowed to.