He lets out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, almost feeling a little faint from relief -- and then, of course, there's the encroaching sensation of shame. Holograms. Of course. Why would he ever think someone could have command over an actual dragon? This should have been an obvious conclusion.

He runs a clawed hand over his face and through his mane, forcing a low chuckle.

"You're really ought to start with that... It's fine, it's fine. I want to see what your device can do."