Sleeping Dragon Wait for it

"How interseting," she says, her thin face tilting to the side. "May I call you something? You seem so sweet, you don't deserve to be nameless," she adds, tail waving. She knows he can't answer her, but perhaps she can come up with a nickname for him. Something fitting, of course, nothing rude. "You seem something like a Basil, to me," she says, her love for herbs and plants sprouting up. She pauses, smiling. "Do you know what Basil is, hun?"