Her shoulders hunched a bit and she wrapped her wings around herself protectively as she thought. Should she answer? Would she sound like her when she spoke? Like her mother? Totally different? She was flying blind here, and panicking a bit. She finally settled for shaking her head, aware that was unclear if she was answering about Ire or her ability to speak.

Though honestly she wasn't sure she even could. Her mother hadn't spoken after she transformed into a dragon. So maybe Mal couldn't either. Or maybe her mother had just had nothing to say to her... She wasn't sure.