Yamato evaluated the strange child for a moment, his gaze intense and scrutinising, like he was trying to pluck information directly from the kid's mind through staring alone. After a tense pause he pushed the metal dragon over to the child, his expression dulling into one of indifference.

"As you seem so interested in it, you may have it if you wish."

It wasn't like Yamato was interested in keeping them - he had very little room in his apartment for personal knick-knacks after all.