Ava watched as Blizzard left before she looked down slightly when he said his explanation for not letting her go and honestly, it made her feel a little guilty. He had been worried about losing her or her getting hurt and what had she done? She had went off anyway. She had gone despite his wishes and on top of that, had gotten hurt, almost killed, over it. She frowned deeply, looking down at her hands and twiddling her thumbs, "And I guess I just kind of made you worry more, huh? I probably should have thought things through better before just running off like that. I just.....I was worried No one else had a dragon as fast as Blizzard and I know if we waited too late the people who were sick...even mom....they would have..." She trailed off, not even wanting to voice what might have happened if they had come back with the flowers too late. 

She looked over at him, "And...as close as I might have come to dying...I don't regret it. Because everyone is better. Mom is well again. And I'm back and safe. Honestly, if I had a choice to go back and do it over, I would have done the same thing. Well, maybe tried to avoid that dragon better. But I would have gone after the flower either way."

Smiling slightly at her father, she shrugged her shoulders, "Guess you weren't expecting to have such a rebellious daughter?"