[ Hlasoh looks up at Oryou, a grin lighting up her face. Her interest is absolutely genuine. You can't spend years of your life learning about dimensionally anomalous entities without being a bit of a monster enthusiast. ]

Beautiful.

[ She opens her senses, her mind expanding to listen to the songs that this Dragon may sing. Trying to get a read on just what sort of eldritch entity she's dealing with. Already, the sense of power is spectacular, and she can sense a few other things as well. ]

You are not a being of only flesh and blood, are you? There's a more rarified substance, a great quantity of pneuma. And... you were once summoned, were you not? That is your present form. An entity shaped into a form through interaction with human artifice.