Vyre shushed Ibara and gave her a gentle squeeze. "Enough, close your eyes and rest now. We've had a taxing day."<br/><br/>Nyarien's tail flicked in annoyance at the Ashia's inspection, but after a moment she moved back and opened the door for her.<span style="color: red">"My mother is smart enough to know I have the strength she doesn't, so she either sent you with the intent for me to kill you or you are actually telling the truth... something I wouldn't expect from a Black Dragon, especially one as young as you. Still, my pet is asleep and my toy is resting after a long day dealing with some city official nonsense. I'm not much in a fighting mood myself either so while I think you're lying, I'm not able to drum up enough shits to give. The bathroom is this way and I'll help you with your scales, dragon or not, I know what kind of pain it can be to have just one dry scale." </span>She motioned Ashia in and lead her through the house to her bathroom.<span style="color: red">"Try not to scorch any walls or break anything, feel free to transform in there, when you're done I'll come in and help you at least wash your back."</span><br/><br/>Nalo sighed quietly and stood up with a stretch before heading down to the lobby.<span style="color: red"> "Good evening, how may I help you?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>