"Dovahkiin."
The Nord woman slowly looked up to face the approaching Paarthurnax. She smiled warmly and he returned the gesture with a toothy grin.
"Drem yol lok Paarthurnax." She greeted. She had been meditating like the other dragons, just sitting for herself a little off to the side, close to the edge and feeling the wind.
"Odahviing told me he saw you by an ancient burial site the other day." The Dovahkiin groaned loudly before getting up.
"Don't tell me he's keeping an eye on me again. I don't know how many times I have to tell him, that I do know how to take care of myself." She said with irritation before dusting the snow off her armor.
Paarthurnax chuckled lightly, settling down on the edge of the mountain with her. "You know he cares for you Dovahkiin." The Nord woman sighed deeply before leaning slightly in on the large dragon.
"He shouldn't. I don't want him to care, at some point I will grow old and just wither away." She said indifferently Paarthurnax just nodded his head, knowing it was the truth.
"But tell me now; what were you doing at the burial site? As far as I'm concerned you slain that dovah a long time ago." He asked and scouted the area below them. The Dovahkiin followed his eyes and said then. "I persuaded the Jarl to give me Numinex's head."
Paarthurnax gave a startled jerk and the dragonborn almost lost her balance. She had to move back a few steps in order to gain her footing on the slippery snow. The large dragon looked at her in disbelief, his eyes showing an ocean of emotions. "…And you buried it?" he asked, his voice still sounding shocked. The woman nodded her head before smacking his wing slightly for almost making her lose her balance.
But Paarthurnax didn't notice. His eyes were closed and his head hung low. "Paarthurnax? Are you alright?" The young woman asked with concern, stepping closer to his face and laying a comforting hand on his muzzle. The dragon sucked in a deep breath and nodded his head in response. "I… I don't know what to say…" He admitted before lifting his head and looking to the skies. "Praan ko drem, wuth fahdon."
"Thank you; you did what I wasn't able to. Hopefully he can rest in peace now."