She looks at him. Watching him. Wondering why sheâ€™d let her guard down. Her head having laid on his chest. Listening to his soothing sounds. It reminded her of when she was a young hatchling. And her father used to sing to calm her. â€œYou are rightâ€¦â€ she starts out. Looking at him. â€œYesâ€¦they will sufferâ€¦and they will not see it coming.â€ she says softly. Looking at him. She believed him. Believed he honestly thought that.<br/><br/>Sheâ€™d stayed against him but pulled away before sheâ€™d let herself get too comfortable. To get comfortable would be to get attached. And to get attached will lead to herself getting hurt. Expecially when he finally decided he had repayed his debt. She grins at him. â€œOhâ€¦you need not worry about being beat up or not.â€ she gets an even more mysterious grin to her face. â€œYou will observeâ€¦but you will be doing it my way.â€ she says stubbornly. Pulling him close. â€œYou wonâ€™t get in my wayâ€¦if you listen to what I sayâ€¦just for once.â€<br/><br/>She takes his hand in both of hers. Looking up again. â€œIâ€™m coming Sister Sky. Iâ€™m coming.â€ she says. Giggling softly. She loved being in the sky. It was because of being a dragon. She loved to feel the wind blowing over her wings. And to feel herself rushing through it unhindered. She tugs gently. â€œCome on! Come on! Hurry!â€ she says. Tugging on him emphatically and then letting go. Rushing out the kitchen door. Poking her head back in. â€œIâ€™ve got something to show you! Come on! Hurry!â€ she says happily. She was actually letting her happiness show. But kept popping her head in. Then going back outside into the large courtyard.