Iris felt the relief hit her when they were away from the compound, distance between them but she felt the creature stop collapsing from exhaustion. Sliding off his back she sat opposite the dragon watching him intently. “Well I must say; I’m impressed you haven’t had the urge to rip my head off.” Giving him a playful smile, she was only trying to lighten the mood, “We are meant to be mortal enemies after all.”

Glancing at the injured paw he had moved from his body she moved closer. Hands ripped the hem of her dress with ease creating a strip of material. Cautiously she picked up the injured paw in her hands and began to wrap the injury, it would help keep it in place and hopefully stop from any sort of infections. Plus, she didn’t know what kind of healing rate he had nor did she know if she could use her blood to heal him. 

“Other werereptilians?” Questioning at his comment she was curious to know what other type of creatures were out there. "I suppose you are some sort of leader then? Like head of your species? If that makes sense of course." Feeling the cool breeze in the air she couldn't help but smile, she was out of that compound. Out of immediate danger, well she did not know what kind of danger she faced being with the weredragon but he had not shown any signs he would harm her.