@Ome:  The Oziran looks over, his eye a little red underneath... healing quickly, and it's all quite apparent why... though still as toned and handsome as ever, his midsection reflected that its occupant had not moved an inch.  "Oh... oh, don't worry..." He murmurs.  "She'll be fine... wouldn't want you to go without meeting Lilianna, the Silver Dragon.  I might've gotten her and you might've gotten me, but I'm sure if you square off you'll have a harder time with the girl." His full lips curl into his adorable smile, and he rests his head.  "Really, though, you made quite a mess of me.  I hear that other guy is in several casts..." He reaches out a hand to hold yours.  "Holding up well, champion?" He asks.