Myrtle listened to Chu, curiously listening before chuckling softly at the mention of human weddings. And how their odd ceremony was preformed. Mhmm suppose dragons don't have the same ceremony, they probably just courted without making a whole thing on it unless they wanted to. The red head brushed her fingers through her hair thoughtfully before smiling at the earth dragon.

[b]"Well, flowers are more like a symbol of life in general. A bouquet of flowers are beautiful just like the love between couples, but eventually they wilt but at least they die together. Their life is so short, so they make the most of it to bloom brilliantly with the time they have left. Same as humans."[/b] the human spoke with a kind smile.

Just then a group of young dragons came rampaging after a panicked chicken, glancing toward Chu whom transformed into his cute bunny dragon form. Looking to the incoming group of dragons, Myrtle pondered what to do quickly. Sure a baby dragon might be able to survive a trampling from other young dragons, but humans were much more fragile. 

She could use her boots to dodge, but she had a feeling that would make the dragons here suspicious. She wasn't exactly a dodger either, she was a pilot, not some adventurer. Before she was about to make a jump for it, water jetted out from the lake and wrapped itself around her, picking her up high enough to avoid the trampling.

Looking over she saw Aster walking over, his right hand lifted while water surrounded it. Grumbling a little as he was still bare chested and hair let down.

[b]"I told you to be careful."[/b] Aster sighed.

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Damia

Damia tilted her head a little as the newest dragon female practically yelled at her for such a thing. The right head hissed back, eyes narrowing. [i]"How dare you yell at a child dragon, defending a human who shouldn't even be here. The elders rip you apart."[/I] the right head hissed though the left head had a the opposite reaction. One that any pressured child would do.

Cry.

The left head lifted it's head and let out a wail, screetching like a siren as water dropped from the closed yellow eyes. The loud cry never ceasing even with the annoyed look of Damia's second head. The right head watched as the crystal owner got between them, growling at the dark enveloped female, the left never stopped crying, making her own sense of hearing ring.

As the human offered sweets, the right head snorted. [i]"I suppose, though I'll ask Papa to bring me some human after one of his assaults. Can taste plenty then I suppose."[/i] the right head spoke, sniffing the box curiously.

The left head sniffled, though curiously examined the box and watch, curiousity at least making her stop the loud wail.