Aussir felt the tension between the two of them, but it quickly faded away when the drake took a more neutral stance with him, allowing himself to relax as well. He committed to memory the Harrok's name, it was far easier to recall and say than the one he learned from that woman earlier...what was her name again? Drasomthingorother. Sighing internally, he decided to forget about learning her name again, it would only frustrate him. [color=lightblue]"Of course. I completely understand. The Dwarves do tend to be scared easily, and I would not wish to invoke the ire of several, lest I wind up dead myself."[/color] he agreed. This was one reason why he went out that far, so as not to provoke a Dwarf into attacking him. He didn't particularly want to follow his mother quite so soon. [color=lightblue]"I assure you, Lord Mojavico, I will not have a repeat of tonight in the future. I will learn to keep my anger under control, as difficult as that will be, I will do my best."[/color] he said. When he mentioned having someone in his bed, his mind instantly went to the Dragonkin from earlier, having recalled the flirting and how close she had gotten to him before he bolted out of there.

He pushed that thought aside for the moment, [color=lightblue]"I...will take your advice into consideration."[/color] was all he said. When Mojavico asked about a balcony or a lair, Aussir couldn't help but sigh and motion to the tent, [color=lightblue]"I have no such things, not since my mother died and my father abandoned me; I have been alone since and have used this as my means of residence. I've nowhere within the city to go, and I refuse to stay in an inn or tavern, much too small for me to begin with anyways. A bit ironic, isn't it? I was born and raised here, yet I have nothing to call my own..."[/color] his hand motioned to the sword the drake had looked at earlier, [color=lightblue]"...except for the sword my mother left behind."[/color] he finished. His mind slipped from the topic at hand, to the dragoness, though not because of what the drake had said earlier. He recalled something, for a few brief moments he recalled seeing a black orb in her purse, it seemed to flicker before becoming concealed once again. What was that object? Where did she find it? He suddenly realized he didn't know what she did for a living, or even what her meeting was about. His mind snapped back to the present, [color=lightblue]"Come to think of it now, there is someone I think I need to go see. Perhaps things will settle down if I speak with them."[/color] he said, a slight smirk forming along his maw. His intent could be seen as him possibly taking the drake's suggestion to bed a woman, whether that be actual truth or not, was up for interpretation. No, at that moment, he was more interested in what she had said about the mountains.

His mind flipped once more, though this time it was pointing out the most obvious thing about this Dragonkin, she was female. Mojavico's words echoed once more in his head, perhaps he was right, perhaps the company of the opposite sex was what he needed to keep his nightmares at bay. He had to admit to himself again she was quite attractive, and she appeared to have no actual qualms with how he was staring at her earlier, especially since she decided to get closer to him. He sighed internally again, no, there was just no way she'd just let him bed her. She didn't seem the type to let a male do that without working for it in some way. He forced that thought from his mind, right now he needed to focus on the present, starting to gather his things. As he did so, he spoke, [color=lightblue]"Was there anything else you wished to discuss with me, Lord Mojavico, before I should depart?"[/color] he asked the drake, starting to take down his tent in a hurry.