Seferia looked down at Sephiroth as he rested onto the mat once more. She then softly spoke to him, “I am a dragon. My feelings are not the same as yours. I am aware of this. Your ways are sometimes foreign to me, as my ways will be often foreign to you. My mind simply does not process emotion at the same capacity and level as yours does.. That, I have no real control over. However, I do practice, and I am attempting to learn.”
After speaking, she lowered herself before she wrapped her arms about his chest and curled up against him. Rumbling with content, she closed her eyes before she began to drift back to sleep once more.