Anything.

[She'll think of something. Draconic culture-- well, it has books, but have you seen Atramedes' chamber? The books are dragon-sized.]

I thought you might have a gift. That is not the only reason we chose you, but it endears you to our flight.

[What's left of it, anyway. She can't help but smile a little, and then she catches herself and goes back to writing on the floating paper with her sparkling pen. The little tally marks might mean numbers.]