11:00 A.M.
"Nomag si tepoha vi lex mrith wux?"
She had heard him coming well before he landed and spoke. She knew what he was, but didn't think he would speak in Draconic. Even most Draconians no longer knew the language. She had been intent on ignoring him, but this made her turn half-way around to look at him through one blue eye. Her expression was all but emotionless.
"Winhal, shar xurwk coi qeelak ghoros si thirku sia ricin." (Fine, but make it quick before I change my mind) She spoke the language clearly, no doubt throwing the young man off. "Besides, you just ran off and left that hawk neko very quickly, that's no way to recruit people. Quite rude, actually." She had a bored tone, but as an undertone, it seemed to hold something dangerous.