Solitary, Eli could understand that. The dragon didn't have many friends, close ones anyway. It was only at Raven's take no prisoners attitude that finally forced him to come out of his shell, if only a little. The trickster had forced her way into his life, and he was glad for it. Mostly.
He was tired now, his set at the Burning Palace had come to an end and he was doing his level best to scurry home. There had been too much human interaction, too much of everything. It was all so very draining and the beast inside was grumpy. Grumpy dragons didn't make for the best of company did they?
He saw the figure ahead, recognized the silhouette from the swords strapped to it back. He just couldn't remember the name. Did that even matter? The circus had so many faces that it was hard to keep up. It was only a matter of a few steps before he'd caught up with her.
"You too huh?" He said by way of greeting. She looked tired, hell she looked pissed. He could understand that, he wasn't far from it himself.