Era wanted more time to think about this. Not entirely as only a stalling tactic, she asked her next question. It was something she needed to know if she was really going to trust this woman. "Emirum Cachedi, what is it I call you?" It was only a hunch, but the way the woman had said it made it sound as though it wasn't her use-name.
"We could try it." The words poured forth from her without her permission. "I just - I still need to know," the dragon turned vulnerable eyes on her, "does it hurt very much?"