He gave her a bland look, before slowly shaking his head. "I understand you were not serious, Ama, but I failed to find it funny. That would be like me joking about doing that to your daughters. I understand it is not an exact thing, but my human and dragon blood is odd that way. Those that look to me, for whatever reason, are 'mine' and part of 'my hoard' if you will forgive the simplistic explanation. And no dragon takes well to a joke about desecrating or damaging their hoard. A weakness, perhaps, hence why I go all out on the ones that hurt mine instead of me. Eventually the message will get across, and they will leave mine alone. And if not, well, I am sure we could make up a Darwin award for those gods."<br/><br/>He reached over, and gave her a hug and kiss, before resting his head against hers again, the position far too natural for him, even though he was still having to adjust for her new height. He kept nearly headbutting her. "As for getting help, well, you know how hard that is for me. Hell, not even sure Jashah knows about my other personalities, which is why I keep saying functioning is acceptable. I tried to explain it to her, but I seem to recall everyone flipping out after the last demonstration, so I will have to find another way to show her."