@DarkStarLove90

Darrken's jaw dropped to the ground. The shift in his brain from preparing to die switching to preparing to be suave almost made his head explode. The words she said to him floated through his brain and tumbled out his ears. He had heard what she said, but he brain was busy processing the fact that this vision of a woman had come from that of a dragon. "I, uh, well, I'm, uh." He stammered slowly getting to his feet. He attempted to brush the dirt and dried blood off of him. He only wore comfortable gi pants and he was toned, but natural male instinct made him suck in his stomach and puff out his chest.

He slicked back his hair and smiled. "Hey. I'm doing good. Just a little fight back there with like, five ogres. Big ugly nasty things." Darrken tried to spread his arms to show the height, but winced in pain. "But, no, no, I'm good." He said through clenched teeth. Then suddenly the weight of trying to act too macho must have got to him. That, or perhaps the lack of blood flow to his brain from all his strutting around. Because he fell back against the tree and slid down until he hit the ground. His legs had about given out.

"Maybe just a tiny bit of help." He chuckled.