Shyvana had sensed a presence not too long ago, though she was unsure as to who it was. She supposed that this spot she’d picked to meditate wasn’t as secluded as she’d initially thought. “You’re not exactly a stranger, are you?” She responded without even opening her eyes, much less moving from the lotus position. “You smell familiar, though I can’t quite place it.” At that, the dragoness turned to look up at the man. “But how may I help you?”
"Eh… Don’t worry about it." She didn’t actually object to it, it’s just that she was a soldier, she wasn’t accustomed to it. "You understand I’m part dragon, right? Fire breathing dragon, specifically. The heat does not affect me negatively."
Nasus raised an eyebrow. “You will have to excuse me if I am not one to believe you. I know people might refer to strength as being dragon like or having a title calling them dragon but I have been around for many years and have only seen dragons in stories.”
Instead of saying anything, she simply inhaled then spat out a fireball. “Fine. Point is, I’m not changing. I’d have to go allllll the way home, and that’s not happening.” She pointed south. “We’re going to have to get to Mogron Pass, because I doubt either of us feels up to mountainclimbing today. “