The sudden nip draws from her a SHARP GASP and she pulls back, immediately burrowing into the tall elf’s side out of instinct. She blinks once more, her hand frightfully caught in the creature’s grasp, and struggles to keep from fighting back. “ Sorry, sorry ━━ ” she stutters to the dragonling until she’s finally released. Her hand shakes from the pain of the bite, but she keeps it extended, offering the creature to nuzzle her palm. She holds tighter to Newt’s hand anxiously, a cold sweat breaking out. “ Sorry ━━ I don’t like when people suddenly touch me, either. Did I ━━ I frighten you? ”