It would have made communication easier, that was for certain. Of course, he hadn't come here to communicate with anyone, necessarily. But perhaps informing her might give him a measure of peace, rather than her need to keep watch over him like some errant guard.

With careful deliberation, the dragon lifted a claw and began to etch into the sand. Cold and stiff, it kept form relatively well as he drew a familiar-looking skull into the ground.

That should be clarification enough for anyone.