"Oh...Thank you! I'm happy I could meet you too. Dragons don't like to talk here. They only hurt. When their song pulls the Darkspawn, then they hurt more. Then people die. But you're song is different. Diffused. Like when the sky wanted to say something. Further than that." He looked down, folding his arms across his chest.
"I'm sorry, you asked me a question and I didn't answer," he gazes back at her- almost through her and hopes she'll be alright. "I am different. A demon...no, not that. A spirit. Caring. Kind. Quick to help when no one else can or cares to. I am Compassion." Cole wonders while idly rubbing his hands and pressing them against his sleeves (he feels the texture and remembers that he's also real, not just a spirit) if she could hear the feint echos of the song here where the other dragon had been. There wasn't much here now, nuzzled furthered back in the valley behind them. Remnants of a physical body, but otherwise dealt with in the only way nature deals with things.
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"I'm sorry, you asked me a question and I didn't answer," he gazes back at her- almost through her and hopes she'll be alright. "I am different. A demon...no, not that. A spirit. Caring. Kind. Quick to help when no one else can or cares to. I am Compassion." Cole wonders while idly rubbing his hands and pressing them against his sleeves (he feels the texture and remembers that he's also real, not just a spirit) if she could hear the feint echos of the song here where the other dragon had been. There wasn't much here now, nuzzled furthered back in the valley behind them. Remnants of a physical body, but otherwise dealt with in the only way nature deals with things.