Nimh fell asleep in her dragon form with Damon curled beside her. It was a nice feeling, to cuddle against someone, and it wasn't one that the dragoness was used to. In fact, at some point in the night, she shifted into her human form, and proceeded to be the little spoon. She felt Damon's tent poke at her, but said nothing in response, and pretended to snooze when he left her in the morning to go wander around.<br/><br/>The dragoness could feel her stomach growl in protest. No wonder, too. She hadn't had a bite to eat since yesterday, and even then it was only a few snacks that she could snag before everything went chaotic. She should get some food, ASAP. She quickly changed into a fresh pair of shorts and a bright blue tank top before lazily running her hands through her hair and wandering off.<br/><br/>Eventually she found the dining hall, and was greeted by a massive buffet. Her eyes widened as she ran up to the food, grabbing a large variety of things (once she read the ingredients, of course). She pulled away from the long table, arms full of her precious bounty. Her first instinct was, of course, to sit alone while she took in all the food. But she could hear this little voice in the back of her head, one that sounded particularly responsible.<em>"Make new friends, make new friends," i</em>t said. So she made her way towards the man in wraps, smiling nervously at him.<br/>"Hi!" she said softly. "Um...is it okay if I sit with you?"