“Your guardian’s a man?” said Shang with a frown. His face twisted into a grimace as he considered this. “So he…he sleeps next to you at camp? In your tent?” “He’s a dragon. And yes, he sleeps in my tent. But what else would you expect? Everyone else in the army is a man.” Mulan’s shoulders shook with laughter, seeing Shang’s frown turn into a beet-red revelation.
