Isabella would glance up at him with his thankful words, looking back with a bit of embarrassment as a warm smile spread across her face. "It isn't much. I couldn't just let you get frustrated back there, that wouldn't have been a kind thing to do." She stated quickly, a bit humble on this particular matter before her hues flicked upwards at the mentioning of a river.<br/><br/>"How wonderful!" The woman chimed, sending off a little grin as she quickened her steps, gazing about at the thinning trees as the sound of rushing water grew in the distance, for some reason exciting the scaled female greatly. She rubbed at her thick leather gloves, the fabric flexing slightly as she thought of resting up near the stream, perhaps finding some of those mushrooms Aluren had mentioned or giving her hair a dip. She did feel like a nice bath, though she gave a quick glance back at the Knight when this thought came into mind.<br/><br/>"What are our intentions when we reach it?" She inquired absently, wanting to see what he had in mind before she barked that she was going to go hide behind some rocks and wash herself up. If he was going to stay ashore and do whatever it was Knights did when they were at the side of rivers, that was fine. If he had a similar train of thought as she and decided it was a mighty fine time to freshen up, she might find herself meticulously trying to stay out of his sight. Whatever his decision was, she had a furious blush on her face as she stared on forward.<br/><br/>She could not sacrifice her cleanliness for the sake of privacy. So long as they did nothing, she was still being modest as ever and only doing what she had to do to stay proper. This was what she thought, and she was sticking to it no matter what some earthly woman might say at the sight. She was a Dragon, and water was for baths. Dragons kept clean, even the tiny two-legged and rather human-trapped ones.