Araile was enjoying herself immensely, it had been a long time since she had let her guard down long enough to have a decent conversation. She realized how much she missed the company of someone else and she smiled, listening to Darrken talk about his past adventures, and he wasn't afraid to put in the gore and doom details. She heard a noise and she stopped talking and looked toward it, she saw Darrken get up and shield her and she almost laughed. Her dragon form was already beginning to ripple across her skin and she could change in the next second if needed. When Darrken seemed to know the beast man that walked out of the forest, Araile relaxed a bit, but her dragon form clung to her skin a little longer, just in case she told herself. While the beast man talked Araile ate the rest of her fish and wiped her hands on her dress, she looked down at it and figured she would need to go to her car sometime soon and get a change of clothes. She was still on the run from her last city, she had run into someone that she had crossed paths with about 100 years ago, that was still bent on tasting her blood. So she needed to get that car off the road or at least away from where she was hiding. She heard the beast man gesture towards her with words and she looked to see him pointing over at her too. "I'm sorry, I was lost in thoughts. Stronger with who?"