Sleeping Dragon her eyes hold thunder and her blood is magma

When she confirms this is not something to understanding in full with one conversation, he understands immediately. Even this is a greater glimpse than he had been ready for, but he takes it in stride and listens on. Maybe it is meant to become a piece of him, too. Since meeting her, he has always felt oddly compelled to become this Heda's part of history anyway.

So the male nods, impressed and thankful to be privy to it.

He has a lot to consider already, but is not sure how to ask onward -- or where this is meant to take him. He will listen if she gives it freely but for now, he is thoughtfully silent.