Headbutting Even felt oddly like headbutting another magical construct, something utterly lacking in genuine matter. It earned a slight 'oof', the Nobody clearly not having been braced for even light roughhousing, but he brushed it off with a light huff. As averse as he was to being touched in most contexts, he had too much of a soft spot for children to be more than mildly annoyed.

"Then I find it difficult to understand why it is that humans would have had quarrel with them. It seems as though any territorial conflicts could have been handled diplomatically, yes?"

After a moment, he gave a quiet sigh of surrender and reached out to pat the young dragon's head. The moogle, meanwhile, fluffed its fur up to look even cuter.

"Like with trade, kupo! As we moogles always say, why fight when you can haggle?"