Silent for a beat. She considers that, recalling the memory of a great flame swallowing her whole, changing her from ordinary to the Unburnt.

Fire is power.

"The hotter, the better." She glances at this one's companion, recalling Jon's words about others just recently revived. This one doesn't look like a pet, no. "I'd say both are warranted, seeing what's in store for us. My name's Daenerys."

And with that, she's pulling the arrow free and hooking the bow around her shoulder.