Explain the situation.

The six of you stand in the center of her room. She leans a land on the back of the seat by her desk as she hangs on your every word, much to your surprise, as you explain all you know about Elok Daven, the Circle, how concerning it was to see her on the side of Elok Daven, and even your journey to Nureteru. Of course, you don't want to be here all day, so you keep it concise. Still, you keep expecting her to cut you off or say something scathing, yet she continues to listen. It isn't until Jelly gets bored and starts messing with things on her shelf that she finally speaks up, just as you're finishing your tale.

"Hey. Don't touch my things," Malakae lashes with a sharp tone, like one would scold a child.

Jelly winces. "But you have so many things in here. I want to see them all."

"You can see with your eyes."

She starts fidgeting with a dresser drawer. "Hands are more fun..."

"Hey!" Quickly, the dragoness steps up to the drawer and bumps it closed with her hip, a moment after you were able to see inside. Let's just say that Malakae can certainly be a Bad Dragon. With colour in her cheeks, she crosses her arms yet again and leans back against the dresser. "So let me get this straight. You think that, because of a deal my father has with the terrorist and so-called Demon King Elok Daven, I'm **** to be an accomplice as well, and that I may secretly be wishing for a miracle to occur and free me from my responsibilities, and of course you're making the bold assumption that some of the most fun I had was when you and Eva appeared at Redbloom Academy. You're probably also assuming that I've thought about that day many times since."

"... I didn't say most of that," you try to reply, though she keeps talking.

"Well, whatever!" She turns away to face the wall. "You can assume anything you'd like." Her eyes turn to the side to see Jelly standing beside her.

"Tickletickle," says the slime as she wiggles her finger against the dragon girl's bare hip. "Your dress is so cute. I can basically see everything."

"Excuse me!" Malakae backs away, bumping up against the side of the dresser. "Don't speak as if you're calling me some kind of harlot."

"... I don't know that word."

"And you cannot see everything," she mutters with red appearing across her face. Though she can't help but self-consciously readjust her dress.

You offer a hand. "Lady Vraelion. Malakae. Between at Redbloom and at the Sports Festival, it honestly seemed like you were having fun. Though it would have been better to have you on our team instead of his. To answer your question again, no I don't think you're stupid. I think you know exactly what sort of man Elok Daven is, and you did before he attacked everybody. You don't need to admit to anything. You can have your own reasons, and keep your pride or whatever. But if you take me hand, we can teleport to a place where your father can't reach you. If he tries, we'll stop him. And you can be a part of something grand. We'll put the proper queen back on the throne. We'll take down the Demon King Elok Daven. And we'll finally be able to just have fun together."

"And your brother, Rahu, said you have been feeling down," says Amara. "We said we would help."

Malakae looks down at your hand. For a moment, you swear she's going to grab it tight, though she instead places her hand upon her forehead to cover her golden eyes. "... No," she whispers. "I cannot."

Jelly leans in close. "You're crying," she says.

"I can't!" She drops her hand back down to show tears in her eyes. "Because if I do, I'll die. My father has marked me," she explains with a touch to the dragon head tattoo on her neck. "To think he couldn't trust me."

Amara steps forwards and moves a hand up to investigate, but Malakae steps back and bumps into the wall beside the dresser, between that and her desk. "Sorry," the elf apologizes.

"... It's fine," Malakae responds. "I couldn't even teleport away. As soon as he noticed I was gone, he would activate his control rod and shock me to ashes."

"Your own dad?!" Niki shouts. "Your saying he's branded you like a ****, and he's willing to kill you?"

"In a manner of speaking, I suppose--"

She grabs Malakae's wrist faster than she can dodge. "Tell me where he is, and we'll get that control rod."

"You can't. He's the most powerful dragon I know!"

Niki releases her from her grasp and grins. "And I'm the strongest girl you know, so send me his way."

"If we can just get the rod, we can teleport away," you say. "As much as I'd like to kick his ass of course. I'm just saying. If we can't, the rod will be enough too. With all of us here, and the element of surprise, I think we should be capable of theft at the very least. But hopefully you don't mind us stomping your dad if it comes to that."

Malakae stares quietly down at her gloved fingers. "Ridiculous," she says beneath her breath. "You're all ridiculous for wanting to help me. My father is occupied in the basement, where he has meetings with other heads of noble families. The control rod is always kept on his person, so you'd have to do something foolish like interrupt him right now and steal it right off his body."

"Come on then," you say. "We'll do it together. And then we'll hop away to Castle Phoenix."

"... I can't."

"You're stronger than this, Malakae. You can do it."

"No. I just--Hey!"

Jelly, at her side still, seems to be pulling on her black undies from the high cut of her qipao. Just like she did with Eva, she pulls on it hard, causing the other girl to wince as she's given an unexpected wedgy. She pulls it so far that everyone stares in awe at just how much they stretch. "If you girls don't wanna be exposed, why do you wear things so revealing?"

"I d-don't! Let go, let go!" Malakae pleads.

Snap!

With a giggle the slime girl pops the panties into her mouth straight away. They sink into her translucent flesh, and drift downwards into her torso. "Yummy."

Malakae tries to grab her, but Jelly is slippery. She skips towards the door with excitement. "If you want them, you'll have to catch me~!" She looks to you with a wink.

Niki laughs loudly. "Oh yeah. First one to the basement wins. If you get there before us, you get your undies back. But if you don't, Jelly gets to keep them."

"That's ridiculous! Do you have any idea who I am?" Malakae snaps. "I'll have you--" But Jelly is already gone. "Grr!" She has **** but to make haste. She takes off through the door, and the rest of you look to one another with a snicker before following behind.