I do. [ Her pace becomes automatically more brisk at the sight, but she's small enough in stature (and he is so towering by comparison) that it likely makes little difference to him. ] My name is Daenerys Stormborn. I am a queen, though I fear there will be no decreeing my way through this swarm. [ It's a quip, albeit a dry one.

Unknowingly, she mirrors his sigh with an external one of her own at the swelling tide of too many legs. ] Drogon has attacked the eyes. The shells will crack in his flames, I have no doubt--but with so many, that will not serve. I will see them blinded with fire and my whip. [ She mislikes such a brute, straightforward solution, is accustomed to strategy, but she has no other weapons in her arsenal at the moment. ] That, and your mysteries, shall have to be enough.

[ There's a pause, and she turns swiftly to him as they come upon the breach. ] Will you require a wide berth for your attack? [ Forgive her; she knows very little of his work, and she will be forever learning the intricacies of her fellow captives' magic. ]