Osioa heard his words. It was like a slap in the face. He knew nothing. He knew not what it was like. To be the last of your kind. To be hated and feared. To know should you fly it might be the last thing you ever do. She continues walking away from him. She wouldn't show him any more weakness. Any more sign she had emotions. That she was still a woman...even if she wasn't always kind and gentle and respectful. She had several reasons for not flying by herself. The main reason being...she didn't want to die. Another reason...she hated being the only one able to fly. She clenches her fists tightly. She knew she was about to be childish...but she was so upset and boiling with a wide array of feelings...she didn't give a damn.<br/><br/>She tosses the pot of water at the wall. She was no longer in the mood to cook. She throws the mixture of herbs and seasonings into the trash. And then she walks away from the kitchen. He could cook. He knew how. So if he wished to eat. He could feed himself. Damn him! She didn't want to be alone...yet she wanted to be alone. She was trying hard. She really was. But being who she was for so long. Not having interactions with others aside from the spirits. She wasn't sure how to do what he clearly wanted. He wanted her to respect him. She wanted him to stop being so damn respectful. Well...clearly neither of them was going to get their way.<br/><br/>She walks into her room. The door slamming shut behind her after her entry. She looks at it. Magically locking and sealing windows and doors. She wanted nothing more...than to be left alone. And...she wanted him to go. Settle his life debt with someone else. She didn't need the aggrivation of trying to be something she wasn't. She knew deep down...she was just lying to herself. But she refused to acknowledge this. She sits in the center of her bed. "Great mother...what the hell did you send him here for? Why did you have to send me a guy who is my complete opposite? Why send me someone when you know I do not wish it? Why did you send me a guy who has such stupid ideas of what is important?" she closes her eyes. "I am trying Great mother...I really am...to respect him. But its been so long. And I am not used to needing to give respect." she speaks to the Great Mother. Yet never recieves an answer.<br/><br/>She finally ends up breaking down. She was in the privacy of her own room. Her sancturary. Her place no one...not even the spirits. Could enter or disrupt her. And she cries. She was trying hard to make him leave while still wanting to make him stay. But she knew...unless she learned how to be more like him...she would lose him anyways. She finally understood. He gave her the respect...she didn't want. She gave him disrespect in return. Not intentionally but she still did it. She growls. She didn't like being wrong. She also wasn't sure how to give him the respect he deserved. She was a dragon...she'd never had to be respectful to another being...aside from another Dragon. But she was the last. She'd felt it. Her older sisters life force...had been snuffed out. And then the way he'd turned down her offer...that had been what had hurt the most. She didn't understand why though. She should have been able to just brush it off as insignificant. But she wasn't able to do that. And she kinda wished...he'd just have flat out slapped her...than what he had done. She'd made a mistake...she realized that. But she didn't know where she'd made her mistake...so she couldn't fix it.