Blake nodded solemnly when she gave her true name. He knew it to be her true name and not the name her captors had given her because of the reverence she used in giving it to him. A dragon's name, their true name, was like a gift. It could be used, combined with their magic, to do some amazing things. Blake had seen the dead restored to life through dragon magic - always at the sacrifice of the dragon, who did not always do so willingly. He swallowed, throat tightening.
"I will call you Ryuuko for now. Green Dawn is too special a name to use. I'm here to take you home. Your mother will be very happy to see you. Come and touch my hand. I won't hurt you." Blake wiggled his fingers at her.