"Join the world?  I don't understand?  And I thought dragons just breathed fire... how were they connected with the other elements?"  But she does like the sound of how they left... simply and peacefully.  Just realizing it wasn't their world any longer and letting it fade away.  "Are there any dragons left, or did they all 'join the world' as you put it?"<br/><br/>Patting at her belly to sooth the child inside, she relishes the solidness of the sound her hand produces.  As much as she might protest it, something about carrying a little life inside you is kinda magical in it's own right.  Even if you aren't growing it in only a few days and feeding of a strange creature's magic to do it.