"Oh, Thanks. You didn't have to bring it, I'd have come and got it if you called me." He says, taking it from her and setting it down on the floor as he hungrily devours it in seconds. He licks his muzzle, looking away sheepishly. "Sorry, haven't eaten for months." He mutters.

"Ah, I wish I had gotten it to you." , The gold dragon smiled. "I would have called for you, but I like it quiet in here." .

He frowns, he was used to the bustling of the town.

"It's just so she doesn't find us." , Pestmer explained.

He roll his eyes, at least he had made her happy. It however didn't stop him from giving her an anoyed look muttering " Well at least you understand somthing."

"Who?"

Zilla scurried up one of the trees. She laid down on the toughest branch and sort of just stared. In that moment her face looked just emotionless, neither happy nor sad.

"The dragon who took my eyes, she wants me dead." , Pestmer answered, picking up the plate.

He takes it from her, "I've got it." He says, striding past her to the stairs. "So, you've yet to find your mate?"

Taking that as a ' you are not usefull anymore' he let his eyes wonder across the area.