"There will be time, sure. For now, I would like to stay here." He said, still studying the fields that stretched forth, the clouds that stood out brightly in the darkening sky, their own structures illuminated by the setting sun. "To be honest, I'm not sure of my appearance prior to the burns." He answered her. "We had few mirrors where we lived. I know what my people look like. Aside from the missing ear, I'm not too different. Or at least I wasn't." 
But he shook his head. "Since the burns, no. I haven't seen much since, and never bothered to ask. Somehow I feel like it would bother me."

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"That's not all dragons are capable of doing." Ruli reminded her. "For all we know, you'll be flying tomorrow. Or have a desire to hoard treasure." He leaned in, grinning wickedly. "My skin [i]is[/i] coloured like a metal. My hair like jewelry, one jeweled elf once said." He leaned back, then nodded as she mentioned she'd be going back for the elf. "The sightseeing can wait." He pointed out as she stood, watching her walk toward the innkeeper. 
He waited for her to go before he downed his own ale, thanked the innkeeper, and stood, arching his back in a stretch. After a moment of deliberation, he wandered up the stairs to his room and lay himself on his back, waiting.