Vala'keers scales unconsciously bristled, raising slightly as the look of such pure innocence was given to him. It was inhuman- only human childs had such looks. Not even Draconian children were like that- from birth, they were simply like large lizards, and then slowly morphed into more humanoid forms, and became sadistic and cruel. They only became tamer when they grew up- a testimony to just how cruel Draconian children were, compared to other types of children. Innocence was something that did not exist in Draconian culture.

But looking at this inhuman female, he began to wonder about her powers. She had fallen in the water, and clearly didn't know anything, and yet she didn't sink to the bottom? She hadn't coughed or cried at all when thrown out of the water- as if it were nothing to her. He puzzled over this as he skinned the deer, absently brushing her curious hands away. He didn't notice when she retreated, but her cries startled him. He turned, intrigued and more than slightly aggravated at what she was up to now. When he took in the line of bleeding red on her soft, fleshy skin, very fragile in comparison with his scale, he mentally debated whether he just just kill her. 

After several moments, when her bawling began truly grating against his nerves, he strode over to her and grabbed her arm, above the cut. He, in a sort of gentle way in the Draconian sense, dragged/pulled her over to the water, and motioned for her to stick her arm in the water. Wash away the blood, and then he'd have to... he didn't have anything soft or clean enough to be used as a bandage. He shrugged- he'll clean a bit of deer skin as a makeshift one later.