Inez said:
"But they failed, and they would never have a chance to succeed."
Nellie asked:
"You don't seem to care very much about the other Knights."
Inez said:
"I am the White Dragon, remember? Reptiles are cold-blooded, we don't have the ability to empathize."
Inez looked at Nellie expressionlessly.
Was she sad?
Actually, she wasn't as cold-blooded as she showed herself to be.
She was still a human with dragon's blood flowing in her veins. She just wasn't very good at expressing her feelings and emotions. But to be strict, she didn't have too intense sadness either.
It wasn't that she couldn't grieve for the deaths of those around her, it was that most of those who died were no different from strangers to her.
And she was not used to crying for strangers.
That was also the person George wanted to create. She had a vague understanding of the surface meaning of this plan - he needed a person.
A person who wasn't bloodthirsty.
A dragon cold-blooded enough.
