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Mirage picked up the shift in Solange's eye colour, his own eyes were an icy blue and could pick out every miniscule muscle in the girl's irises. His gaze did not linger and he allowed a small smile onto his face for a moment. It was a smile for courtesy's sake and there was no sense of friendliness. He could detect Solange's discomfort in her body language and voice. The comforting prescene of Snow he was also aware of, not doubting the pair's connection he turned his attention to the dragon. She certainly did not seemed cowered by company, even one such as Scintillation. Giving her space, Mirage backed from Solange and stood next to his large friend.

Scintillation turned his sight to Solange and dipped his head to her in the same way as previously. "You may call me Scintillation, Shapeshifter." he announced, his deep voice dipping to a level of delicacy unexpected from his scale. A smile broke on his rugged, scaled face. It was fearsome, giving a glimpse of the giant’s diamond hard incisors. Yet it was full of sincerity and warmth that Mirage lacked. Comfortable now in the presence of the other dragons, he lowered his considerable mass to the ground lay there comfortable. It was the elf boy’s turn to talk again and he addressed the white form of Snow. His voice remained still, no emotion flowed from it “Greetings Snow, like the rest of your kind you are a marvellous sight. Does your name reflect your nature?” His question was sincere and carried a hint of interest. Truly he was curious if the dragon wielded a simple power to his own.