The human man gulped, and opened his mouth to say something. However, it was the woman who was collapsed and shaking that spoke first. "Th-the children," she whimpered. "The children are sick."<br/><br/>Kiriei raised and eyebrow, or the dragon likeness of the action, but it seemed the woman would say no more, as she'd broken down sobbing. Kiriei glanced over at the child in another human's arms. She did look a little off. What kind of sickness was it? It certainly smelled bad, to say the least.<br/><br/>The Night dragon followed Jerrar's lead, she stood on all fours, closed her eyes, and transformed. When she opened her sapphire eyes again she was the human Kiriei: average-- at best-- height, a kind, pretty face, long, silky black hair tied up in pigtails, and attractive curves. The humans jumped again, this time surprised by Kiriei's transformation. "What kind of sickness is it?" she asked, directing her question to the man since the crying woman seemed spent.