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"I wouldn't advise that." Glancing over the pirate and the Rider-white with a look of scorn. None of her clan will speak with her. Riders, regardless of whether she is fully or not, are not tolerated out here and she'll be tolerated even less once the claim wears off. You need to keep her close to you or she won't be around long enough to learn how hostile we can be." Glancing back at Kaznec. "And I wouldn't advise you to make your way back in here either. To keep yourself safe, stay with the humans and the two elves. You'll be treated as a guest. Venture out and anything can occur." His lips curled. "And we know you don't want that."

She didn't like the fact that it seemed there was nothing she could do. But she reluctantly let him pull at her and lead her by the hand. Another blink to him as he explained what was fuzzy to her mind. A glance to the silver at his mentioning. "I've never seen a silver before." Stepping back towards Hunter some more at the further looks...this group did not look welcoming at all. The male's words only confirmed it...and made her all the more leary. A sigh and she let Hunter pull her out, letting her wings drop and curl some around her for modesty's sake. "It's okay Hunter...I understand where they're coming from..." Well this wasn't going to help her rider issues at all. "Long as he's okay I don't really care how they treat me." And it wasn't new either.

Nell snorted lightly as they left, shaking her head. Dyranthirim was always straight to the point...she had always liked that about him. "You know, despite his cocky mouth he's right about the Laerethe." She didn't want to admit it but she had to now didn't she? "Though the pirate fails to understand what a white rider means to us silvers, and the other metallics as well. I've already talked to my own, and they're scared of her. What she could mean, even if what the humans say about her is true."

"They seem a very private sort..." There was honestly nothing she could do about it but it was nice that Hunter seemed to be on her side. He got a look back at his question though and she absentmindedly took a sniff of the air, catching that what they were saying was true. There was more fresh water and parchment than there was embers and wind. "Kaznec will want to, to keep me safe. But that shouldn't be permanent."

Hunter was one of those that kept telling her to take what she wanted, even if he didn't understand that even taking what she wanted would be met with nothing but a hard brick of logic and locked away emotions. "Marking means a lot to us dragons." It was always supposed to be permanent from the get go...she would call this a freak accident, but then it made sense because she was indeed accident prone. "He'd never agree to more than what is needed."

Sparks. She frowned at him lightly. "I'm not going against them, I am merely mentioning the validity of the statement on the Starred Ones." Crouching down to indeed check on Kaznec and how his body was responding to the potion, which was all checking out well indeed. Poor boy would be so confused, but things could always be explained." She did have to grin though at his little ranting, always did like that too. "I would seem that simple to say. A smooth dragon is viewed as human with no arms, or as an elf with cropped ears, would be. But even that in play my own still fear her and my loyalty is to them before her."

"It's our horns actually." Attempting some sort of mood lightening comment, "You're no expert but you're not stupid either, I know that much. I may want certain things, but it hurts how he sees them and his opinions based in logic are hard to change. Mayhaps I'm just more like a clutch mate to him." Though that didn't stop her mind from replaying certain indulgent sensations and feelings despite life threatening circumstances. He'd never do such a thing if he was lucid. It wasn't out of affection, just need for survival. She supposed at least she got a taste of what if. "Sometimes things are just so much easier for your kind. It's envious really."

Jaebelltiah pretty much just stared at him as he spoke, yes it made sense with all her strategist training mind workings...but there was one problem. "You expect me to act like...that? I don't even know where to being. And knowing me, I'd screw it up...I can't even walk straight lines without tripping." He'd probably just blink at her funny and say something personally damaging. Think she was sick or something.

A slight flutter and shift of wings as they walked, subjects that weren't common on the table. "Even if he did notice, how do you unlock something you don't have the key to without breaking it or stealing into it?" She never knew why she dicussed such things, they never got her anywhere.

“Flirtatious goes right over his head. He always assumes something is wrong if I’m ever closer to him than he deems relaxed comfort.” Subtle was hard to do but so was extremes because he always thought that she sick. Yes she knew Hunter was right…if she wanted to have what she wanted she was going to have to take it, there was no disputing that. It wasn’t like she hadn’t ended up looking stupid in front of him before over something. “Unfortunately, Des doesn’t like me too much. I don’t think she’d be keen on helping me. Suppose I’ll just wing things…but nothing matters until he’s better and awake.”

"Because she thinks I'm hopeless. We've had our fair share of verbal scuffling. I see no point in asking for her help if she's going to be frustrated at my perceived lack of motivation. Her idea of helping is beating Kaznec over the head until he gets things."