"Do I really look so different?" Draco wonders aloud when she asks that, having looked up from prodding at the fire and feeding more sticks into it when she finally awoke.

Of course, he does know how different he must look. A human and a dragon have very little in common. It's still strange to him, however, and he's not sure if he'll ever quite get used to it. He will smile and chuckle over it regardless, leaning back some, just not far enough that he might fall off the log he's claimed for a seat.

"It is still Draco, the same as before, only... smaller."