[Tristeza]

"It's fine." Mirrin lifted his tail tip and gently coiled it on Liang's lap, giving him reach to the long purple end tuft. "You've been here for a while too, haven't you? I usually get first timers, and their energy... lets just say it's a whole different rodeo." The dragon turned to face Liang directly, reaching for his face with a teal/blue scaled hand. Mirrin was noticeably warmer than Liang, than a normal human, as if someone put a warmed stone directly against his cheek, pleasant without burning. His thumb traced the human's sunk in, weathered features. "What happened?"