"He won't get a personality disorder. We have Hyth, who is, admittedly, the most emotionally stable of us three," Prometheus said, though he wondered what it said about them, that they had to lean on a third person to ensure their child was raised well-adjusted. Pft, it'll be fine. Aza's a dragon! Dragon are... robust. Mentally and physically!

(He very much did not think about Nidhogg and Hraesvelgr, who were both in no way shape or form well-adjusted dragons)

"Zee... mm..." Aza made a rude, raspberry sounded noise, wrinkling his snout in clear frustration, "Ahh... ass... ass! Ass!"

"Pft!" Prometheus coughed over a poorly suppressed laugh, "Um! No, it's, it's Az-"

"Ass!"

Oh dear.