Seyna lifted a quizzical eyebrow as she heard Serrah's query. She didn't think it had been addressed to her, as she'd seen that glassy eyed look on her own face, and that of many a rider, when they spoke to their dragons. Seyna lifted the cup of warm klah to her lips, letting the refreshing drink slip past them and savored the flavor upon her tongue with obvious relish. Her right hand was still idly pushing her spoon around the bowl, having finished the last of her porridge.<br/><br/>The cascade of raven hair atop her head fell across her features as her head turned more fully toward Serrah at her approach, and offered a warm smile. "Morning there, sleepy head. What's the news?" The inquiry  came in reference to the question Serrah had asked before, but she couldn't help being curious.