Talia nods her thanks when Doragon pulls out her chair for her. Water sounds perfectly good to her. Traveling around the market had made her a little bit thirsty. She reads over the menu which is thankfully also written in common. Another salad seems in to be in order since they do not have much in the way of fish. She nods when he mentions that dragons are sacred to them. "I'll take a salad please. No dressing," she says softly when the water comes over. She shifts in her seat after ordering. Her body wanted to move some more.