Herian turns the thought over in her mind, carefully inspecting it the way one might a polished stone plucked from a river bed, a new and curious thing that demanding fingers be run over it, all angles investigated.

"So, then." A pause, as she tries to deduce if the comparison is foolish, before offering it anyway. "Your field of study might consider how dragons and lizards might be connected, then?"

Something troubles at her, though. "There was an academic at the White Spire, Enchanter Vauquelin." Her expression flickers for a moment, gaze dropping. "He has - had - an interest in the bloodlines of elves and humans and their mixing. Would that be part of it, as well?"