Emotions being brought to a sound? That sounded interesting. The sound of his flames. Looking at him and listening. "I don't want you to die." He said in a sleepy tone. "I just met you and you are my friend." He said softly. "Okay. It does not matter what gender your mate was just that you were happy." He pointed out. Listening to the conversation. He nodded his head. "For the most part." He said honestly. Listening as Azrial began explaining about his type of dragon and thier true forms. That they were different from other types of dragons but he was happy to learn more.<br/><br/>He was dozing off as it was. At least he was until he was lifted and held cradle style in Azrial's arms. Eeping and held on tightly as he hadn't expected it. He looked at him as he sat. Blinking a bit as he spoke. Shifting a bit nervously as he had never sat in another man's lap before. Or anyone's lap for that matter. His eyes widen and his features turned red as Azrial began stripping. Adverting his gaze shyly but ended up peeking every so often and noticed the marks on the mans form. Curiousity about them made him stare a bit. Occasionally glancing to the side and blushing deeply. Looking at him and gasped when the hand slid under his rear. Scooting a bit away from Azrial shyly. His whole demeanor spoke on shyness. He looked away. Sitting on the waters edge where he had been set.<br/><br/>His arms holding himself shyly. His features a deep red from head to toe. Even around the area that the flames had burned the fabric away where the scar was. He looked down and shifted shyly. He heard him speaking and bit his lip. Eeping as he was scooped up a bit later. Holding on tightly but shifted a bit. "You aren't dressed......" He squeaked out shyly. Sitting up after being laid on the floor. Shyly looking away as the man still hadn't redressed. Blinking as he was picked up and taken into the fort. "Whats wrong with the bed?" He asked in confusion. Blushing even darker red as he was curled up around. Feeling the warmth and curled into it. His features staying red as he was in close proximity to a naked male. He had never been close to a nake anything, male or female, before. So he was very shy about this.<br/><br/>Dozing off and felt the rubbing on his tummy where the baby was. "Your...welcome..." He said sleepily. Falling asleep and wouldn't wake until the next morning. Crawling out of the makeshift cave and stood up. Stretching before getting clothes. Walking into the bathroom where the indoor hot springs was. The magically enchanted hotsprings cleaned itself whenever dirt filled it. Same with the pond but he hated coldish bathings. He stripped of his clothings and climbed into the hot spring. Sinking into the waters and began to bath his lithe almost ever so slightly curved form. The ever so slight curvature how he was able to fit so perfectly in women's clothing. He began singing in a beautiful almost haunting voice as he washed himself in the hot springs. His back to the bathroom door.