Jerrar turned his head to reply to Kiriei but was interrupted by a nearly silent sob. To his surprise, the weight on his side was not the bruise where he had been injured, but instead a child, perhaps ten years of age, crying.<span style="color: #BF4000">"I don't think she's lost. Let me ask her."</span>He said and carefully scooted the child off of his side and onto the cool moss. Even through his scales, he felt the intense heat of the child, and the smell which had watered his eyes was so strongly emanated from this child at such a degree he had to lift his head quickly so that he scared the human woman into collapsing and screaming.<br/><br/>There was soon a man and another woman by her side, frozen by the now conscious dragon staring at them. The man rook a risk and slowly moved towards the child, whose skin looked very flaky and scaly, he quickly picked up the teary-eyed child and took her away behind the fallen woman. Jerrar closed his eyes and changed into his human form, his cloak covering his face by default. He removed the hood and looked at the humans, he spoke calmly to them. "What is your purpose for venturing so close to a dragon?"<br/><br/>Obviously speechless by the transformation, the three humans simply gaped. Jerrar asked again, "Why have you come?" His voice was soft, and hopefully he would elicit a response from them.