Mulder really couldn't help the involuntary step backwards that he took. It would take a lot of balls to not be a little bit afraid of a giant dragon bearing down on you in the middle of some kind of alien city.

He had the stupid sort of optimism that would allow him those kind of cajones sometimes, but even his awe of the unknown quailed a bit next to those base fight or flight instincts.

And he sure as hell wasn't about to fight the thing.

"Good guess. Just last week."