He looks at her and nodded his head. "True but maybe the elder's do." He points out. Smiling at her. "We could start by talking with the dragon elders." he smiled a bit. "The only way to recreate harmony would be to stop those creating the dischord." he points out. "The ones creating the biggest dischord seem to be those like my mentor and his coworkers. Maybe we need to take it one step at a time." he says. He wasn't sure and it would be easily felt but he felt it was also better than trying nothing at all. He sighs a bit. "in a way he is right but why must ALL races fear when it is only ONE race that is causing the dragons to have to hide." He helped her into the semi-large cave. She was still recovering from injuries and he didn't wish her to feel more pain. Maybe the things she described went both ways. He could feel her injuries as if they were his own. He pulls fallen wood that was already dying. Thanking it for the kindle it would give to create warmth and light. His stomach growled. "Maybe when it gets lighter we should hunt some food plus berries and nuts. Make a balanced meal." He suggests. He smiles a bit. "When I used to run away from the tamers...I would come here and hide. They never could find me. This cave is too well hidden. I would hide from them because they were angry with me. I never understood why a thirteen year olds rebellious ways angered them so much. Now it kinda makes sense."