Lucien mindlessly smiled at Bella's giggle, but didn't say anything, his eyes glued to the little fire dragon. It would continue moving around his hand then back to Bella's only to repeat this. The fire dragon slowly seemed to shift forms so that it was a small cat, big enough to sit upright and still have room on the bridge of where their hands were connected. This fire cat then stretching out with a few flicks of it's tail, it crouched in a seemingly playful manner, before suddenly forming back to a dragon and seeming to spaz quite a bit, for it was suddenly rather rapidly and fast weaving around their interlocked hands as if it were panicked, starting to heat up just the same. But before it had gotten the chance to burn Bella's hand, Lucien suddenly pulled his hand away once the fire dragon had gone to it once more, while the dragon would repeatedly whisper in the hissed and hushed voice,<span style="font-style: italic">'The wind, the wind, something's there, something above,'</span>As if to calm the fire (However strange that might've been), Lucien placed his hand over the other to form a little ball of space, where the dragon instantly seemed to curl up in his palms and just lay there, immediately silenced. When Lucien took his hands apart, the fire dragon dispersed altogether.