She listened, not interrupting the dragon for once. He had earned this much. She sat on the side of the bed, and was quiet, thinking. Her hair brushed against his arm lightly as she would take a moment to look around his dwelling. The designers knew how to make each species comfortable. His hot and ashy; hers clean and uncluttered.<br/><br/>She had the good graces to blush rather hard, something very few had ever seen outside of her family. "It's hard to explain." She bit her lip between on fang, thinking of the best way to put it. "The mark is for a claim. The claim changes depending on the two that are involved." There was much about it she didn't want to say, but tried to keep it clear. "My mark on you is a claim of brotherhood, or property." Or as a mate, her thoughts supplied. "I can call to you when in need, as you can do the same. You are under me, until you can claim the position above me." She was calm, sincere in the information. There was much she left out, much that had her blushing. She should be old enough to say the rest without hesitation, and if it wasn't her mark, she would have. No male had marked her, ever...and he was her first.