"None may master a dragon," Mairon says warily but easily. He calls to the creature, a mixture of Quenyan and Valarin with no clear name spoken, and orders it to halt and return to him. Which it does, after a moment's pause and trilling growl. Mairon has no weapons of his own and so takes neither and offensive or defensive stance.

"But it chooses to follow me, for one reason or another, and I have chosen not to abandon it."