When the woman refused to talk about her magic Jasper knew she had hit a soft spot. Taking the fish she started to eat it, making sure to avoid all the little bones. Licking her fingers clean she looked across at the woman staring her dowm for a few monutes before straightening her back. "You don't want to talk about your magic I'm not going to talk about my horn" she grunted as she went back to eating.<br/><br/>In truth she just didn't want the woman to know about her weakness, all it would take was the woman grabbing the horn and squeezing, worse if she used any other types of magic Jasper wouldn't be able to handle it. She was able to with stand fire or any high levels of heat, but anything else would be pure torture on her sensitive horns. Tossing the carcass of the fish into the fire she looked over at her companion.<br/><br/>"Look.. If we want to get through this thing alive we need to work together. I'm a dragonain, or some call me a dragonkin. My history is mixed with the dragons, my ancestors started drinking dragon blood.. An slowly over time we changed. Gaining many of their strengths and a couple of their weaknesses" she muttered as she licked her lips, grinning as she showed off her large fangs.