He strode several meters away, trying to clear his head. Vala'Keer the Blademaster, charged with the Stone Egg to bring back his race at one point or another. And the first creature that's... following him happens to be a non-human human with water powers and no memories or conscious abilities at all.

He turned around to begin pacing back and forth, and found her right there, looking up at him. "Can you speak?" he asked, harshly. His scaly ridges, acting as eyebrows, came down, and he asked again, "Can you do nothing more than act as if you were senseless and unintellgient? Do you not know anything, remember anything? Not even basic motions such as walking?" He stamped his foot, fustrated, and turned around again, facing a tree. Angrily, he swung at it, claws biting into the wood and leaving four long, straight, yet jagged, tears in the wood. He shook his head, bits of bark falling off his claws, and growled. What was he supposed to do with this human thing? He can't take care of it, and yet it would be dishonorable to leave something to die without any way to help itself. 

So then he reconsidered killing her. It would be easy, and yet... again, dishonorable for attacking a foe that is not threatening or attempting to do any harm. Gah! Innocence was such a crappy thing- it was the one thing that the Draconians never truly attacked. Humans, living in their massive, sprawling cities, always taking more and more land, they were not innocent. They contributed. But this one?

He hated honor sometimes.