Gore stared down at this Human as if she were nothing but an insect, even with the blade it looked as if he were ready to obliterate her in an instant. The hatred for -her- kind rested in his teal eyes. Hatred that was gathered over centuries and centuries of abuse and torture and enslavement. A history so few of mankind actually knew about considering they don't teach proper history. This Human was probably just as ignorant as everyone else, they all look at Dragons as if they are nothing when it was the other way around, who gave these -things- the right to capture the superior species?!
[i]'Why is she here?!'[/i] Gore shouted in his head, now more so frustrated by the fact she was even near him let alone how she was looking at him. She looked at him out of fear but also with that same superior look all Humans had when looking at a Dragon. Though that could also be because of Gore's biased opinion on the matter of how Humans looked. He always saw the worst in their kind even if it wasn't as bad as what his mind had been telling him. 

Seeing her raise her arms made him huff, as if that was going to protect her from his wrath if she decided on actually using the Hunters blade. Judging by how she held it, was she trying to turn it on? Did she really want to die that badly!? Following after his roar, a quick blink and this..meek girl.. was on the ground due to her losing balance, making the Blood Dragon huff in laughter. The sword may have been a threat, but her? She was clearly suicidal! It looked as if she wasn't trained to be a warrior against Dragonkin, most would have used the sword as a brace to stay standing, but her? She openly fell over. Even if she did want to die, Gore didn't act on the false wish. Instead, he merely looked at the blade that was in her hands, as if it'd protect her from him in some way.
[i]'You look like someone I used to know, child..'[/i] Thought the Blood Dragon, narrowing his eyes at the woman who was slowly picking herself back up so she can appear to be standing her ground, even if it looked like she was powerless. She could very well hurt him with the blade she wielded and this could all just be an act on her part. Though of course Gore completely disregarded that, not thinking it to be true.

Believing her wasn't quite the right way to put it because if that were the case, he wouldn't believe -anything- involving human culture. That's how little he thought of the beings that enslaved his entire species. Though when it came to how they depicted -him-? He wasn't entirely ignorant. He knew that the stories of him were well known, hell he used to read fables to children when he was enslaved about him, course none of his previous owners really counted him being the Blood Dragon, they just chalked it up to a servant being creative for the sake of it. 
In response to her question, Gore snorted. If she would give him a reason to believe her then maybe he would! Nothing this girl has done has shown some kind of faith or trust in one another, so why should the Blood Dragon listen to a word she has to say?! That's really why he turned away. 
Then something unexpected happened, this girl had put the weapon down, digging it into the dirt so it could stand on it's own. This actually got the Blood Dragons attention once more, and this time he looked at her with less anger and hatred, but more so a curious feeling..

Disarming yourself in front of [i]the[/i] Blood Dragon!? She was more than suicidal, she was down right crazy! And that was what caused Gore to close the distance, stepping back over to her, looming his head down so he was eye level with this girl, tilting his head at her. Though he had the instinct to grab the sword and break it, he didn't want to for fear of actually appearing afraid himself..wait..was he? Was he actually scared of being mislead by this girl that wielded -this- sword? He did have some reason behind why he would be, back in the days of Knights, it wasn't uncommon for princesses as well as noble women to demand on being taught of how to use a blade and when they got their way, they tended to be rather impressive with how nimble they were. Hell the last woman who wielded a sword against him left a scar that still hadn't healed, going right down his neck. From this angle Rose could probably see it.
[i]'If the human is dead, it is because he was incredibly weak. I attempt to spare him.'[/i] Thought Gore as if she could hear what he was thinking. Then she spoke of attacking him, making the Blood Dragon show a toothy grin. He'd love to see her try, to see if that minor doubt of whether or not she was skilled with a sword and fighting Dragons were true, or if she'd swing too far and then fall on her ass all over again. 

Negotiate something? Does this Human even know what it means to negotiate?! To negotiate you would need to have something that has mutual interest to both parties! At the moment Gore saw nothing but a child seeking something she wanted, involving him meant -nothing- for him. With a scoff, he appeared to roll his eyes at her. 
The Blood Dragon wasn't used to this, Though Women were above Dragons back when he was a slave, he never saw a Woman speak so openly and outward as if she controlled her fate. Truthfully? It interested him quite a bit. What else changed in the lands? Though when she looked back at the sword, Gore just grimaced, scoffing once more as he laid down, curling his legs to his side like a giant dog would, folding his wings neatly back onto his back. The ground shook when he finally laid down, he simply moved to look at her intently.
Looking down, Gore shook his head to her question about going back to his den. There were Humans there now and they know that is his place to rest. That should answer her question on whether or not he could understand her. He seemed to be responding to everything she said.

That's when she came out and said something that actually shocked him, she was offering to help him?! Was she going to kill him when she got the chance by forcing the arrow into his flesh!? With a growl, he pulled back a bit, curling his head away from her, though as he did, one could see arrows that were stuck in his neck where there was no way he could pull them out, that was just in reaching distance of her, maybe she could take the first step...but what would she be risking if she did?..