Aconite lifts her head at the sound Alistair makes. She knows the smell of Alistair, and that sounds like him, but she isn't quite ready to move to find him yet.

"You'd do it in a heartbeat, wouldn't you?" Become a dragonborn. She can't think of anything that would excite a dracophile like him more than the chance to get that close to a dragon. It was probably a good thing Alistair was so small--Strange couldn't possibly think about making that kind of choice with just a kid.