Ruri jumped when the dragon finally moved again. She stood up from the grass and skipped over to the majestic creature. "And you shouldn't be moving too much. You're very welcome, but we should be thanking you. I almost burned that house down around us," Ruri admitted with a sheepish smile, "but you saved us. And you even got us away from those ghouls! Really, thank you!" Ruri's face lit up with a bright smile, her cheeks a light pink and her teeth a shining white. She'd just had a dragon thank her with a bow; Ruri's life felt complete.

Yuto wasn't so keen on approaching the carnivorous beast with a jaw powerful enough to snap him in half. He stayed sitting on the grass several meters away; nevertheless, he was absorbed in watching the exchange with wide-eyed wonder.

"A! I'm Ruri, and this is Yuto! We've been waiting for you to wake up. When you passed out from the injuries this morning, I almost died of worry! I think the Tankaer has helped your body stop the bleeding, at least, but you do still need to take it easy for a day or two, okay? Oh, yeah, what's your name? Is it alright if I ask? Most dragons don't share their name, but the elves give each dragon another name as well for their histories. And the humans, too; dragons have so many names!" Ruri's thoughts leaped from one to the next so fast that she didn't leave space for the dragon to slide a word in. Finally realizing it, the small girl forced herself to hold her tongue, an embarrassed blush tinting her cheeks as she shyly fidgeted in place.