Bella was glad Lucien hadn't punished her for giggling,  he didn't say anything which was a blessing but also a curse. She didn't know if it was wrong of her to do so or not. She watched the flame dragon turn into a small cat, which sat on their joining hands, then began to freak out. As the flame animal turned back into a dragon once again, it became fierce and almost frustrated. As it sped up it's weaving around their hands, Bella could feel the heat, she wasn't sure if it was from friction, or the heat of the flame itself. As it began to become too hot for her to cope with, Lucien pulled away his hand, and calmed the flame dragon. Bella heard what it said this time, something about the wind. Bella honestly didn't understand what on earth the flame meant by that, but she was worried. Something felt different... cold almost. She looked at Lucien warily as the flame dragon disappeared once it had been calmed. It was without a doubt the strangest thing she had ever witnessed, it was just a shame, that no one would ever know. She'd never be able to tell the others about the adventure she'd had and the things she'd learned. Bella frowned, she wished she could push these thoughts from her head and see this as a learning experience... but that wasn't why she was here... she was here to serve. That was all.