Geo had felt her watching. It had been a fierce yet not even hard in the slightest battle between him and the beast creature known as the Drakken. When alive they were more dragon like in appearance. When dead they took on their true form. That is why it is so hard to tell the difference. So hard to know that it was not a dragon. He was panting slightly when he stood and looked back at her. Turning and facing her completely. Listening to her.<br/><br/>Deceased prince? The humans had two princes? That was odd. He thought the prince that was now technically king was the only prince the two had. He didn't even know Aero name or that he was his brother. After all he had only been three years old...almost four...when he'd run away to live. So that life had never gone far enough to become a memory that his brain would retain throughout time. He and Aella had been play sparring since they were a year old.<br/><br/>As heir to the throne he'd been taught at an early age to be able to fight. Though he didn't remember her swearing when they were younger to be his sword person...she would. He looks at her when she started looking his pendant over. His necklace. He'd always had it. Even his father the Dragon King said it had been his since they found and raised him as a toddler until now. The Dragon King had never even tried to take it. Knowing he would most likely need it one day.<br/><br/>He watches her raise her hand looking to where her finger pointed. His hand covered it protectively. "Mine. Always mine. Never not be mine." he says. Trying to form the correct words to tell her it was his and he'd always had it. He bites his lower lip and backs up. Clearly thinking by his expression of vanishing into the trees again.