Poorly

Nightwing stands perfectly still as you hug her.

"What...are you doing?"

"I'm hugging you," you explain, still not letting go.

"...Why?"

You sigh as you back away from her, blushing as you look away. "Sorry, I guess dragons don't have much experience with emotions - it's a sign of affection. And, in this case, gratitude and appreciation." You smile genuinely at her. "It really means so much to me that you would even consider going somewhere far away for my mother's sake."

Nightwing seems to struggle with something, and you can't help but notice that her cheeks are glowing a very dim gold. Is that how she blushes? Do her scales glow in response to heat?

"D-don't do it again," she mutters as she pushes past you and into the rest of the house. "W-we need to prepare. It's going to be a rather long trip."

You grasp your mother's hand before following Nightwing out of her room, gently closing the door behind you.