Noticing that she was once more in her own bubble he decided to pop it. " Please refrain yourself from daydreeming about me while walking, i know how i look but still now is not the moment."

He keeps to himself the rest of the night, looking outside.

She narrowed her eyes. Daydreaming? Of you? Oh please. I have much better things to dream of then a dragon I just met. She stated. She smiled slightly and almost giggled.

" Your lose, i was a big deal not too long ago." he said with a shrug while leading the way toward the gardens, secreatly high-fiving himself for being able to change the glummy atmospher.

Pestmer helped Minka clean up the blood on her wing and floor.

The important word is was. she said. She began to walk close to him again. She was full out beaming now.

" Yea, because l left those looser behind." he scoff, that wasn't a lie but wasn't compleatly true but he didn't care, she would leave too once evrything is said and done, no nead for her to know.

He begins thinking he should go back, he doesn't entirely feel as though he belongs here.

Losers? Ouch! I think you might be being a little harsh there. Though, if they were not your type I see no reason to pursue a relationship. She said. She ran ahead of him, seeing the garden not far off. When she got to the garden. She sat down and marveled at the plant life.

Pestmer knocked on his door, a plate in one of her tallons. "I brought dinner." , She whispered.