The dracolisk continues to keep an eye on the other human, only stopping when Bruce lets out a sigh and taps it lightly on the snout, bringing its attention back to him. He gives it a disapproving look and shakes its head, and apparently that's enough for the dracolisk to pull back, letting out a grunt as it shifts back and plants its snout into Bruce's hair once more.

Bruce more or less takes that with as much grace as he can, returning back to finding the ointment that Samouel wanted. "I didn't exactly get it. It just decided to stick to me for some reason." A soft 'ah' followed that response, and Bruce finally pulls out a container and holds it out for the other to take. "Here, this should be the one."