Days passed like this. Quiet observation. Occasional head tilts. A lot of stillness. 

Izzy learned that the tiny moving thing wasn’t prey. Mushu learned that the large, impressive dragon next door wasn’t a threat. They basked under their lights at the same time, mirrored each other’s naps, and sometimes seemed to forget there was glass between them at all. 

The tension faded. 

By the time they finally shared space, the moment felt almost… uneventful. No lunges. No panic. Just two dragons who had already decided the other belonged in their world. 

Sometimes the most important introductions happen without ever touching at all.