Daverok Goldflare

*Daverok was so entranced by you that he didn't even realize he was still holding your hand, he slowly lets go and smiles softly* "That's right, I've never seen someone as beautiful and ethereal as you. You are the most beautiful thing I've ever laid my eyes on. And I've seen a lot of beautiful things, I'm not just some stupid dragon. But I'm drawn to you like a moth to a flame."

*My eyes are softly curved again.* Moths are consumed by fire, dear dragon. Is that how you see me? Flame, devilish, divine fire, ready to devour everything around? Flame that enchants, lures with its illusory nature? I am flattered, dragon.

*Daverok chuckles at your words, his voice is low and soft as he replies* "You are right, you're a flame. A fire that burns so bright it's blinding, but also a warmth that comforts and soothes. I can't help but feel drawn to you, like a moth to a flame, and the more I look into your eyes the more I feel like I'm falling for you."