Arya whimpered holding her hands in front of her face. She slowly took her hands away and for the first time looked up at Makan, listening to his story. She never knew about what the dragons did for the humans, that not all dragons are bad. Her whole life she hated dragons right to the bone. Now she didn't know what to think. She was talking to a dragon. And as far as she knows he hasn't done anything to hurt her, infact he saved her, even healed her wounds. But what if this dragon was lying to her? She couldn't trust him yet. "Arya.. my name.. Its Arya." She suddenly said.