The giggle is near instant when he touched her horn, a shiver following as she angled her head timidly. Not that she really seemed to mind; but more it was her body reacting before she had even thought about it. Something that actually managed to embarrass her, if the look on her face is anything to go by before she looks down, calming herself before she even tries to continue talking.

"He is probably watching, at least sometimes." She admitted because Gareth was right. Her father knew just what to do, as he always did, and with the gifts, he brought he must have been prepared. Unlike most, however, the idea didn't seem to bother her in the least. She trusted him implicitly and thus there was no worry about if he was following her.

"My mother is the most beautiful person I have ever seen." She said a little breathless, clearly just in awe of her mother in some sense. "She is strong and smart. She cares for all of us-- she protects us, and she has lived so very long. She loves humans so much! And she can make many of your foods. She is the greatest dragon, I am sure of it." She was beaming when she turned on him. "You would like her," a few small, sage nods. "I think she would like you too.

"She always seems to know just what is right, she has a good heart. She taught me all I know of magic."