Private Finished Among Nature

"Sorry," he'd say, before looking at the flower curiously. "I got a bit of nature magic in me somewhere, my mom was a sorta nature dragon, more dealing with animals than plants though." Eein would think a moment, now suspecting that that might be the cause of sensing Chris's emotions though he wasn't sure.

He'd tilt his head, listening as she told about some scientists and how she'd slept a long time. "I'm sorry that happened to you," it did sound awful, "well you don't have to worry about that here at least."

Eein would place the flower back in her hair, in a spot that was more aesthetically pleasing. "This island is weird like y'know, people come to get away from things, those things seem far away, yet somehow still feels like its following," he had a similar feeling about his past.

If he knew her better he'd offer to talk to her about her past, but they'd just met. "Hald nature dragon, half ice dragon," he'd say with a smile. "Guess that makes me a winter dragon," he'd say with a chuckle and a shrug.

"And here I am, sharing wine with a faun....right after a nap," he'd chuckle, taking a sip of the wine. "Live here and you'll find yourself in a lot of weird situations," the dragon would stretch his back a bit, with it cracking a little.

"I've been here just over a year now and.....I don't know...," he'd shrug, "it's hard to keep track of it all, moves and changes so fast." He'd snort, "feel like I'm the only thing not changing."

Her yawn would be answered by a yawn of his own, remembering that he never got to finish his nap. "Gods you got me yawning again," he'd take another sip of the wine, which he admits was quite good.

He'd raise an eyebrow when she spoke in ancient Greek, though he didn't know what it was. "Good advice," though it was something that was easier said than done.

The dragon would yawn again, laying back on the log. "So, besides this, what do you like to do?" He was a little curious about her, she seemed fun, he was enjoying talking to her.

"Hmm......parties...I need to try parties again," he'd yawn, "last one I tried kinda...didn't go well." He was still confused and had mixed feelings on what happened, but a part of him wanted to learn to have fun with parties, like normal teenagers do.

He'd chuckle, his eyes closing. "I can't play any music so you'll have to play for me sometime," another yawn, "I cook a lot, so maybe we can trade, a meal for a song." That sounded fun.

"Nah, nothing's wrong with gardening, my mom had a green house, I remember helping her with it growing up." He'd yawn again, sleep creeping in, taking him in, he was calm, not even fighting against him.

Eein would continue to talk to her, enjoying their conversation about gardening and the different hobbies they had. Soon sleep took his companion, and he soon joined her. The two had just met, but a combination of wine and a nice conversation had made them comfortable for sleep to take them both.