[Color her pink he actually did lead her out. It might be enough to make a person think he may be a decent person...dragon person. Valamia, while grateful, holds onto her cautious skepticism.]

To my knowledge most spirits prefer rest to worship.

[She shakes her head. Between the reality and her desire to simply lie about her home world it was hard to find a plausible middle ground. She scrapes a hoof against the ground.]

A world that is gone. One that has been for over twenty thousand years.