Lexikandras would intervene at this point, hoping to reassure their newfound compainion. Her voice, while gravelly to nondragons, sounds as smooth satin cloth to dragons "And that is fine, our new sister, we understand your hesitation, and value your assistence." She approaches the pair slowly and elegantly, her scaled flanks rippling with the powerful muscles beneath them. "Just understand that the town will likely be the only way to sate your hunger until we go to hunt the heretics." She clarifies lightly, resting an all too human hand on her shoulder with a motherly look on her face. "The hunger of Tiamat is sated for far longer when feeding in her service, in time it becomes a controllable thing for those who practice discipline."