Michael at first interprets this to mean something else, the result of this idea causing him to blush very red. "Huh?! Oh gods, um, uh, did something happen between us?" He seems very flustered now, almost embarrassed to look at Lily.
"Dragon's blood...well, I suppose that makes sense, but I doubt you have the ability to transform into a dragon, meaning you're not a manakete...guess that makes you a half-breed." Michael states, simply running through the possibilities.
"Has it really? None of the books I've read talk about you from the past, so you're DEFINITELY not a manakete...their kind can live for many millennia, but it's not as great as it sounds." Michael states.