The dragon moved his head with the human's petting, encouraging them to get to the itchy spots. With the rocking too, it felt a bit like he was with his mother again, riding on her back through the jungle he hatched in. It was just really nice, and his hum changed pitch from high to low and back.
And then... Name? He knew that sound! It was a thing humans used to tell each other apart, which he could see being useful since they all had such similar faces and while their skins and markings did vary about as much as his species' did, there were just so many more of them! Clearly they needed something extra to go by. Well, he didn't, and he sent out a thought, an image of the shimmering grey tone of his skin.
The human said something about help as well, and the little dragon sent another wave of thanks in reply. Yes, they were helping, and he was very grateful! And if they could just keep helping for a little bit longer, that would be the best thing in the world. At the very least, he'd want some assistance getting into the air again. Oh, and then, if he was feeling well enough, they could play! Wouldn't that be perfect? He was excited already at just the thought!
The nasty big light in the sky was completely gone now, which meant the moon would come out soon and he could feed. This was usually his least favourite part of the day, the agonising wait between waking up and breakfast, but tonight he was just looking forward to seeing his oldest friend. The comfort of the familiar was something he sorely needed right now... Or at least he would, if he hadn't been so lucky!