'Child of Lightening,' Shinrai translated. She had always liked that name; it was common among dragons as well. She couldn't help tensing as he approached but she allowed it. He was cautious enough not to be threatening. She scoffed slightly when he said he didn't want to be involved in her affairs... That was wise of him, she supposed. 

Her eyes became haunted when he mentioned the storm and she looked away from him. 

"It happens when dragons battle," she whispered. 

Then came his warning about her species being hated. She knew it was true. It made sense and she'd already been warned a few days ago... She closed her eyes. It was just, at the time, she hadn't expected to ever end up here. Now that she was she needed to keep the warning in mind. 

"Then I thank you for being the one to find me... Raiko-san," voice still a bit raspy. She turned her face back to him and watched as he removed his hat. Suddenly seeing his ears brought a smile to her face, which she quickly tried to hide. Her mouth began to feel even drier as he produced rainwater for her. She eyed it, waiting, and then he set it next to her. 

"Sumimasen," she whispered, a brief apology for his trouble and a thank you. 

She slowly sat up on one elbow and used the other arm to lift the cup and drink gratefully. 

She cut her eyes at him and smiled ever so slightly. Then she finished the cup and set it down. There was a brief pause as she gathered her energy, then she levered herself into a sitting position. But not properly on her knees. She glanced at her dress, finding what a mess it was, and grimaced. Then she shoved all thought of her appearance from her mind. She was not her vain little sister! But she knew she must look horrific and a part of her was twinging with discomfort thinking that was so.  She ruthlessly crushed it. Now was not the time. 

She eyed the cat hanyou. He didn't want to be involved in her problems, but he couldn't help being curious... Well she couldn't blame him. She knew she probably should be on her way, like he suggested, without spreading knowledge of herself to anyone beyond what could be helped. But it went against her nature to be distrustful for long. 

She maneuvered herself so that she could bow to him briefly, as part of her introduction. 

Then she said, "It is nice to meet you, Raiko-san. My name is Shinrai. I came here chasing a thief." She paused and tightened her hands again, fighting down a wave of nausea. She looked up at the ceiling and then down again.  Suddenly, it was all to much and she had to struggle not to cry. Why did he betray her like that? Was he dead, had she killed him? Where exactly was the orb... inside her? She sucked in a breath, almost a gasp. Her voice was vibrant with pain when she admitted, "I may never be able to get back up there!"