Saphira honestly had never had any one real to talk to. She bit her lip realizing Marcellus could most definitely be her mate. Her instincts screamed yes at her, but held back. She was almost relieved when the waiter returned with their entrees and drinks. She knew her scales were glowing softly and it wasn't hard to miss, but ate her food slowly. 'He's really making my choice almost easy now.' She thinks to herself.