As soon as this man, Christopher, introduced himself, Gabrielle felt a pang of familiar hit her. She closed her eyes as she listened to him, imagining that child from so long ago. Dragons usually had very good memories and often times it was difficult to forget even the smallest things. Gabrielle was no exception to this, for she was quick to recall certain events in her life as if they happened just moments ago. Some of them did grow fuzzy over time naturally; but even then, what might disappear for a human was still pretty clear for a dragon.<br/><br/>That was not to say humans had bad memories. This man was clearly passionate, and what he saw had left such an impact.<br/><br/>“Thank me?” She inquired, meeting his gaze, an eyebrow raised. Humans always seemed to have a habit of expressing gratitude over the smallest gestures. Despite having dealt with humans for many years, their behaviours were still somewhat strange to her. To think this man has spent all this time looking for her, to thank her. It was better than having him track her down to kill her, or demand money from her, or threaten her, she supposed. In a few ways, it was both underwhelming and a relief that was not the case.<br/><br/>Gabrielle smiled at his question, “Alright boy…” She paused, smile fading, preparing herself for words that were surprisingly difficult to get out. Was she… was she actually concerned for his feelings? She kept her voice low as she spoke, “That night, yes, I might have saved your life. The one reduced to a pile of ashes was in fact someone dangerous. You just happened to be there -I had to trust you would keep what you saw a secret and move on.” No detail was given, as she would rather keep that information to herself. He might have been open with her but speaking of that night might get them both killed if they weren’t careful, so she kept it simple.<br/><br/>But why would she say anything else? She was only being honest, if a little blunt. Christopher’s passion was something to be admired; hell she could feel the fire within him as if it resonated with her own fiery nature.<br/><br/>“But I am not a cold-hearted beast. Since you have come all this way just to see me, why don’t I buy you a drink, hmm?” Gabrielle stretched her hand out to him casually. “If you want to know so badly, you’ll have to prove you're up to the task,” she added that last bit playfully. Who was she kidding? She was interested in why he was so fond of her. When most humans see a dragon burn someone alive, they look on in horror, and when they don’t keep their mouth shut she burns them to ash as well. She moved around a lot because of humans who can’t keep their mouth shut, or want a dragon’s head as a trophy.<br/><br/>Was it just passion that drew Christopher to her, or was there something more?