Alleo nodded away to his request, her teethy smile gleaming away as she sent him further nuzzles against his neck and face, standing up slightly as if she too were going to walk off and out of the hut, though not moving from her precious perch upon his shoulders. She would let him do all the walking, and click and chirp with thanks later!<br/><br/>"Is Ma think well known?" She pondered out loud to him. "What if they is think Ma is bad too, no help when mention the Ma?"<br/><br/>She thought her worries solid, because up until meeting Garsot, she was convinced her mother had been a saint. If he thought otherwise, she wondered if others had similar judgement, or perhaps they did not know of her at all being such a foreign entity. She did not know if the Dragons around these parts were even similar in nature to herself, or if there even were Dragons, despite them having called her a "Draconian" upon noticing her.