Xavin smiled. "I have no idea what that means, but I thank you." Even as a hatchling, then-Prince Xavin had wanted to be a diplomat, a peacemaker, someone who resolved problems with words rather than force of arms. She'd failed that goal so often that even a little peace to a single man felt like validation. And, of course, the good coffee helped. "If you require assistance fetching, carrying, or holding items in place at any point, I would be pleased to help. For the record."