A brief conversation

Nightwing and yourself sit in awkward silence, your opposing answers to your question of intimacy lingering in the air.

"Why... why did you say that we're intimate?" You break the silence, your heart pounding. You sincerely hope you haven't hurt her with your denial.

"Because we are. Why did you say that we are not?"

"Because I didn't want to make you uncomfortable," you explain. "I assumed that, you know...since, well, a dragon lying with a human is..." You take a deep breath to collect your thoughts. "...I kind of assumed you'd be embarrassed."

"Me? Embarrassed?" Nightwing shakes her head incredulously, and speaks in hushed tones. "First off, you're my ****. I know for a fact that we are intimate exclusively because I demand it from you. Furthermore, as a dragon, having you as my partner is not an embarassment for me. Rather, it is an honor, for you."

She looks you over with a perplexed expression. "And seeing as how you are so enthralled with my form, I'm stunned you'd pass up the opportunity to brag about being intimate with me."

{if Nightwing thinks you're a prude==true}It would appear as though Nightwing's opinion of you has somewhat shifted. She no longer thinks of you as a prude - hopefully, she doesn't think you're a pervert.{endif}

"I'd never brag about being intimate with you!"

"So, what, you're embarassed of me?" She scoffs at you, seemingly amused by the notion.

"No, it's just that bragging about that would be disrespectful, and inappropriate."

"Hmph. I suppose that shows your dedication to me as a ****."

You simply nod, and look over at Demetra's tent. "So... should we tell them we've figured it out?" You glance at the midnight sky, a yawn escaping unbidden. "Or should we just head to sleep?"

"I am tired. I am going to sleep, now." Nightwing clears her throat as she stands, before proclaiming: "Elf! We are retiring for the night! Do not disturb us. Our discussion may continue tomorrow, or it may not - it depends upon my discretion."

With that, she calmly enters your tent, and holds her arms open for you to cuddle into her. You grin excitedly.

"G'dnight," you blurt out, hurriedly kicking dirt onto the fire to snuff it out. You practically sprint into Nightwing's open arms, eager to cuddle into her and end this tiring day.