Me, of course. Who else?

[He lifts one of his front legs and rolls a claw in a lazy circle.]

The dragon is here, therefore the prince is obsolete. That would be the end of it if he wasn't so stubborn.

[Even he's not one-hundred percent sure what he's talking about here. The story at work, he supposes. A mix the character alone can't grasp, a reason the man beneath would rather avoid thinking about.]

It's like saying dying is why you're dead. Kind of obvious, don't you think?