[There is a lonely little dragon in the food court, curled under one of the larger tables, hiding from the fluorescent lights. Something smells very tasty, but she doesn't have a proper visor to get out and find it.]
[...Possibly, she could use her tail to shield her eyes? But, no, that would be undignified.]
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[...Possibly, she could use her tail to shield her eyes? But, no, that would be undignified.]
[So instead, she waits.]