Tower - Room 97c

To your relief the drakeling offers no resistance as you carefully pick it up from its perch, grasping its scaly hide under the wings and nestling her under one arm as you climb back down.

Toasty accepts all of this in a docile fashion. You feel immense satisfication and some anxiety as you wonder how this is going to go, carrying a baby dragon around. Hopefully the archivist is close by.