She doesn't even notice how her discomfort seems to evaporate.  Spinning around, she pushes him backwards against the wall, holding him there with a glare.  "You have no idea what you're asking for.  And what you'd be doing to you, and to me!  Cayn said dragons are shape shifters... we could get out of here and go somewhere else and not be noticed.  But if you do whatever it is you're thinking about doing, we'll never get to leave.  We'll be stuck here, with murderers and monsters, for the rest of our lives.  And everything we've worked for will be gone!"<br/><br/>Taking a few steps back from him, she collapses heavily on the bed.  Holding her head in her hands for a moment, she then looks back up at him.  "And the only way you'll be bad ass, that you'll be anything stronger than those little guys you like so much is if you make some dark deals.  If you sell your soul for magic.  And I won't let you do that.  Mom would never forgive me..."