"I think we'll have plenty of time to talk later." "For some reason, I doubt that. I think I'm going to be sticking close to Draiss... I remember what happened the last time we got separated, as master and familiar. I'm not terribly interested in waiting another three hundred years to see you again." She shimmers, and is replaced by a small-sized gold dragon, who lunges for his shoulder, wrapping her long tail around his chest, as she curls up on his shoulders. "Of course, we might be able to speak to one another through the bond, over a shorter distance, anyway."