In all honesty, Ruben hadn't actually met a dragon either. It was just the typical textbook stuff. Dragons, imps, sirens, nearly all of the classic mythological creatures were learned of. And so were the most common stereotypes and basic knowledge that followed them. Like for dragons: Most were able to breath fire, it seemed. Thus, they had a fire sack. There in lies his comparison. Made perfect sense to him. Now the possibly idea that she was of some sort of relation to dragon kind found itself into his imaginative mind...
And per her question, he wanted to say that he didn't know a lot of things ... cause you know ... he really didn't. But he quickly decided against it as he thought that would make him sound even more idiotic than he probably already did to her. By the end of her further explanation, he had a fairy blank look about him, but his eyes were bright and expressive in their own right; bright with interest and question at what all she had told him.
"Okay..." A pause as he tried to absorb the information. It all still wasn't getting in up there, but he felt a bit more understanding... if only about how she technically breathed fire, what with her fire sack and all. "A gene in your DNA?" That part was curious. He resisted the urge to blurt out the words 'blood talent' again, even though that's what came to mind first off. "What ... gene? Why is it so special?", he mewed, tails flicking anxiously. Malka just might have to draw him out an actually picture before the end of it...
[Lvl. 2 -- 8]
And per her question, he wanted to say that he didn't know a lot of things ... cause you know ... he really didn't. But he quickly decided against it as he thought that would make him sound even more idiotic than he probably already did to her. By the end of her further explanation, he had a fairy blank look about him, but his eyes were bright and expressive in their own right; bright with interest and question at what all she had told him.
"Okay..." A pause as he tried to absorb the information. It all still wasn't getting in up there, but he felt a bit more understanding... if only about how she technically breathed fire, what with her fire sack and all. "A gene in your DNA?" That part was curious. He resisted the urge to blurt out the words 'blood talent' again, even though that's what came to mind first off. "What ... gene? Why is it so special?", he mewed, tails flicking anxiously. Malka just might have to draw him out an actually picture before the end of it...
[Lvl. 2 -- 8]