A hint of a smile steals across her face, gone before it might even register with him. "Aye, which makes it all the more true." She continues to pet the Dratini, and while she doesn't coo at it, exactly, there's the idea that she'd very much like to. "If Estinien Wyrmblood, Azure Dragoon can take a liking to dragons, then there is hope for the future I wanted."

For Ishgard, for all of them. It means more to her to have tangible proof of that then she thinks Estinien will ever know.

"Oh? Pray tell, then, of what one might expect."