He wasn't too sure what had happened, really. One moment, he was trapped in the belly of the dragon, the next, he was here in the cave. Had it been a dream? But, he couldn't shake the feeling he had; the tingling, pleasureable sensation that ran through his body as a result of the reformation. However, there was one thing that he couldn't recall.<br/><br/>Looking up at the dragon, shaken by the tuckered beast's collapse, the youth looked at Triske, his head tilted slightly, his eyes showing no fear.<br/><br/>"I see you are weary, dragon," he nodded, rising to his feet. "But, perhaps you could tell me...who am I? And...what am I doing here?"