"I'm just doing my job, and it's not like a mercenary can order around a Captain. I best be getting back to my job, have a good day. Sir"
Mazgoth pulled a dog whistle out of his pocket and blew into it. He waited a moment until he could barely hear Forgoth's wings flap.
"oh and nice dragon you got there, but I still like mine better."
Mazgoth looked up and saw Forgoth's green hide appear through the trees and heard the flapping of wings suddenly stop as Forgoth pulled in his wings to land, causing trees to break into showers of small splinters against his scales.