She shakes her head quickly at his first question. "No, it's..."
She knows it's not evil. But still, she has to think, because she doesn't know why she knows that.
After a moment of Very Deep Thought(TM), she continues tentatively. "...it looks like a dragon." And saying that jogs something, so she says it again with more confidence. "Yeah! Yeah, it's not exactly the same, but--"
She pulls one of the silver Arrows of Bahamut from her quiver and looks at it, and then offers it for Angus to look at! (Pointy parts facing away from him, of course.) "It looks like the dragon that gave me these!"
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She knows it's not evil. But still, she has to think, because she doesn't know why she knows that.
After a moment of Very Deep Thought(TM), she continues tentatively. "...it looks like a dragon." And saying that jogs something, so she says it again with more confidence. "Yeah! Yeah, it's not exactly the same, but--"
She pulls one of the silver Arrows of Bahamut from her quiver and looks at it, and then offers it for Angus to look at! (Pointy parts facing away from him, of course.) "It looks like the dragon that gave me these!"