Khalessi gave his question some thought. Being with him hurt, but he was not Khal Drogo. Only the look and the voice were Khal's. What made him Khal wasn't William. She missed his long braid and the way he spoke to her. In a way she was glad this wasn't her Khal, for she loved the King of the North.
"Yes," she said softly, "your company on my walk would pleasure me. It will help me, getting to know you as William and not my Khal. Seeing you just brings up memories I'm not ready to abandon. " She knew if she'd met William earlier in her life she would love him as she did her Khal, but she loved Jon Snow. Jon Snow who she would never see again.
"Drogo and beautiful long hair, he was a Dothraki King. He'd never been bested in battle." She said, almost bragging. Her hair was now in braids instead of all of it flowing around her shoulders.
"We loved each other very much. But I knew the minute I looked into your eyes, you weren't my Khal." She couldn't help but wonder if this was the Reality Gem's form of a test. She'd been tested at the House of the Undying.
"I do have three children, Drogon, Rhaegal and Viseron, they are my dragons," she said matter-of-factly. But they are small. Do you have any children?" She asked as if everyone had baby dragons.