I doubt there's any rhyme or reason to how we end up what we are. The magic that changes us seems... chaotic. Which normally I'd be interested in, but it seems to want to turn me into something so...

[ She shrugs. It's interesting. Maybe a little difficult. She's rolling with the punches, though - at least so far. ]

Iron from a dragon... [ She laughs. ]

Who'd have thought? I'd love to see that!