Seferia: *shakes her head* Humans are such fickle creatures. My queen and our group were able to camp out at any given location with bare necessities prior to joining with them. These tents are useful, but they do seem to be a burden to me. *crosses her arms*
Hope: *grins and reaches out to take the glass. She then slowly sips on it, not seeming to rush in answering Rizon. After a few moments of drinking, she looks up at him* Mother dragon? *shrugs* Who are you?