Hawke raises an eyebrow. "Oh, so colors matter? I thought it was all dragonscale." Okay, not really funny. Moving on.

After she shades her eyes to be sure there aren't any dragons nearby wanting to make a meal of them. "I'm guessing a high dragon isn't on your list." Her sense of dragonscale is so different it seems. "Though, now that I've asked, I think I'd better get moving or one might decide to swoop down. Once your friend's done cleaning up, were you heading back to the city?"