He gave her a flat look, before shaking his head. "Completely honest, and I fully intend to return eventually. As for being immortal, hardly. I told you that I inherited several things from my mother, sharper senses, and a longer life span. It might be a few centuries, or it could be a millennium or two. I honestly won't know till I get there, and that is before I factor in whatever that damn Maralith's spell did to me when I flubbed the unmaking of it as it was going off."<br/><br/>He took another drink, and then looked skyward. "She was young, yes, but she had a level of maturity that I can only marvel at and hope to one day reach myself. Perhaps because she only rarely got to see her parents when they came to visit her, since she had to live with a caretaker as her parents, both of them, were fully involved in hunting down and killing chromatic dragons, and wanted her to be as safe as they could make her. Though I suspect her running off with a bunch of motley adventurers wasn't what her parents meant when they told her to stay safe.<br/><br/>Besides, we were the only two dragons in the party of thirteen or so. It is natural for like to come to like. Perhaps we would have grown out of our affections, or they would have been deep friendship, but since I am unlikely to return home, I can only fantasize and hope to find out. I have no idea where I am, planewise, and without knowing where I am, I cannot head to a destination. It is like having a map, and a end goal, but you can't figure out where you are. Perhaps after jumping about a bit I can figure it out, but unless I meet someone who knows 'where' my home plane is, I am left to blind jumping."