Erwan nodded his head once, continuing to watch Hayden. As expected, the younger male had little experience in the harsher realities of war. No, war wasn't the right word. No people were, or should be at war now. Only a few wanted to start one within their own kingdom, the end goal not clear at all to Erwan. He only wanted order and peace. "No. At least, not to this degree or so close. Only from a distance have I see the real damages that dragons can do." He didn't try to save face himself because he wasn't a god among riders, or particularly experienced himself. The fact that he also had not seen and gotten used to pain, was not something he needed to hide. Pulling out his water flask, he took a drink, then sighed, his head falling back to rest against Rornigoth.

"If it makes you feel unwell, you should try to drink some water and eat bread. Chance is right. There's no point for either of us to run ourselves ragged just because we want to help. That guy though..." He sighed again. He still really didn't know what to do about Chance or the claims that he had made.