Draco smiled at Silverthorn and nodded in thanks. Draco looked at her reflection in the window, the only flaw of the device she wore to conceal all her scars was that if someone saw her reflection they would see what she really looked like. Scars all over her body, her clothes were in poor condition, and one of her wings had a large cut through the membrane between the joints that prevented her from flying ever again. Now if Draco had gone to a hospital she could simply have them stitch the cut closed but she didn't trust hospitals. Draco's true self was a sorry sight for sure, she tried to avoid any place with reflective objects because of that.