When she turned to stare at him, he looked a little more unsure, as if waiting to hear her freak out at him. There had been a few of those on the way this far. People who just screamed at him. Dragons we re nearly extinct in general, but he and his brother were the last of his kind. And no one had seen HIM for so long it was hard to count the eras.

So as she stared, he almost fidgeted, and in a moment of nervous tension, his tail, long and green with orange fur and tip... plopped out behind him. A bad habit, but a good sign of emotional problems.

And then she simply gave him a thumbs up and a Safe. He looked more so confused. She just went back to cooking. Back to him and all? Like she trusted him.

He crouched at that moment, balanced on his toes, elbows on knees and watching her. There was a faint purring rumble from his chest after a moment, where he was looking more... pleased.

"You are not scared of me? Or are you just very good at hiding it?"