"You would have liked being a child in my people's lands. Many good climbing trees went untouched by fire. My sisters and I could wile away whole days up in the trees. We brought food and everything," Talia chuckles. Caym settles in her lap and quickly starts to purr. Talia starts stroking the young dragon down her spine like a cat. After a few minutes of silence, Talia speaks up again. "What do you know of my people's marriage traditions, Doragon?"