[h2]Ezekiel[/h2]

Ezekiel nodded at his lord's words, following along. He was glad to leave the area. If there was one thing he didn't need, it was being in the middle of that mess. As the two left, he heard things only getting worse, flinching as a sudden sound of a lightning bolt came down. 

It was good to see Damia take initiative to approach her father. It was a step in the right direction, at least. The poor dragon couldn't have a thought to herself, could she?  It must have been frustrating, dealing with polar opposites. As the teen went on talking to Draken, it seemed like it could have devolved into a conversation between the two heads if her attention wasn't brought to himself. He glanced up at the elder, trying to guess his reaction to Damia. He generally went much easier on children than adults, but he was also a harsh critic compared to many other dragons.  

Despite himself, Ezekiel found himself mildly amused at the young dragon. "Thank you." It was always a surprise to hear dragons using his full name. It was so natural for many dragons to simply pick up the name Draken used for him, but hearing his actual name from Damia was welcome. "It's quite alright." He grinned, looking at the right head. Compared to other dragons he had encountered in his time, it was nice to hear she wouldn't eat him. Not that it was such a big issue anyway, between the assurances of the elders to his lord's own protection. But courteous dragons were always better to talk to.

Trying to start a conversation, he realized it was more complicated than he had initially thought. Which head should he address? Should they be treated as separate entities, or still one whole? If nothing else, the left head seemed more polite. Even if she lacked the confidence of her other head, it made her less likely to aggrandize herself. "Damia, yes? It's lovely to meet you."