She sits up slowly, wincing a bit as she does so, her body feeling a bit sore. She looks at the outlines of her naga part on the large towel, and swallows some. There's a big difference between beign told you'll be turne dinto a naga, and effectively be turned into one. All of a sudden, she's not so sure it was a good idea...<br/><br/>She tilts her head and mews, her ears perking up, when he call her by her name, then introduce himself and welcomes her into the family. She looks a bit puzzled.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- How... how do you know my name?</span>she asks with a bit of difficulty, her voice being far from the usual soft tone it has.<br/><br/>She let out a low purr when he scritches her back, and she looks back into his eyes while he crouches beside her, nodding.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- I feel warm enough, thanks... You mean Suryia hatched a lot of other eggs?</span>