She listens fascinated, for the whole of the story, until the end, when she gets a confused look, glancing to the other women, who all nod, for confirmation. "You... a god? That... would explain how you've lived so long, as I'm quite sure you are no elf. This is just... unbelievable, although, I can hardly deny the ... things you've said and shown, so far." She shakes her head. "Look at me, an old dragon, with a grown daughter, and my old master from when I was a wyrmling shows up, and now I've gone to pieces." She chuckles, grinning at him. "I suppose I ought to thank you, for saving me, there... I thought I could handle him, alone."