Moonspear be devout to hunger, child

ooc: sure!

At first it seems that Drogon does not take Wraen's idea seriously - what with all the snickering and grinning, while she explains, what he should be doing. But then, as it seeps in, he seems to reconsider. She watches him disappear in the undergrowth, apparently unable to keep a straight and cool face, while she is present. Therefore Wraen sits and waits, curious about, what he is going to cook up. 

Time passes and he re-emerges, having collected himself and approaching her in a cool demeanor. She looks at him, trying to figure out, what kind of mask he is wearing now and, how should she react. What was expected from her? Though after a while she starts to feel it - the Glamour - not in the same way than before, but rather like the charging of the air between them. Perhaps he does not feel it the same way she does, but her heart starts to beat faster and there is a strange sort of giddiness spreading from her belly to the rest of her body.

Wraen continues to stare at him, however, her gaze changes from the one that is curious and ready to face all trouble bravely, to the one of a person that wants to do something, but represses it. Eventually she can't take it anymore, she looks briefly away, sighs, then looks back at Drogon and shoots out the first thing that comes into her mind: "Uhm... can I kiss you?"