Talia shrugged as if to say what's to be afraid of? Doragon really is friendly, so why avoid him? She looks up to the sky when he mentions that they should be going. The thought of being ripped to shreds isn't to appealing. She's really worried when the roar behind them sounds. Talia doesn't understand a word Doragon says to the night dragons but is rather relieved when they decide to let them go. She follows him into the palace, feeling a little bit tired from the day's events. "So what are we going to do now, Doragon? What should I expect to happen tomorrow?"