[Iwaizumi stumbles upon the Poképarty entirely by accident, but once he does, he can’t help but get drawn in - that is a lot of dragons. He isn’t quite confident enough to approach any of them alone, but he does observe them from a distance with stars practically twinkling in his eyes. When he sees a man walk by who he is almost certain he saw get dog-piled by them earlier, he asks, still a bit dazed:]
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Are...are all of those yours?