Talia takes his hand when he mentions that he lost his mother. "I am sorry to hear that Sya." She dips her head in respect to her kin. She gives him a small smile when the sadness leaves his features before to long. "So another of your kind would see you as a dragon, while those of us who call the ground our home would see you as one of us," she smiles again. "It really isn't that hard to understand."She catches his faint little blush. "So tell me about yourself. Your favorite foods, what you'd like to do now that you can move around again. Perhaps I can answer any questions you have about me." She meets his blue eyes with her own peridot green ones, her hand still within in his.