[Worm]

Moira clung to her sheets, wanting to bury herself in them as she listened to Kerian explain himself. He did help her out, so why should she distrust him? It was this deep rooted fear of dragons that made the hair on her neck and cheeks raise. "You are?!" Her anxious laughter resurfaced. "You must be kidding right?!" She rustled her hair now, trying to wake up from this crazy dream. "I mean, you're an elf. You're an elf!"

She looked him in his eyes, which were now drifting away from Moira's. "Show yourself Kerian! I don't know what to believe!" A tear fell down her cheek, unsure how to feel, though ultimately overwhelmed. If he were a dragon, could that mean that they linger around her family unnoticed? It was a sly technique, so how could she know that he was actually protecting her? Or perhaps, if he were raised by dragons, he was just a confused elf who believed to be one. She needed proof so she could move on from this experience. She wanted to know that he wasn't just trying to scare her.