dragão de estimação

Your parents left and you had to make sure the dragon didn't run away. You hated what your parents did to the dragon, but there was nothing you could do about it. You were in the room, until the dragon left the basement that was his room. He looks at you and says:

"Good morning, ma'am..." He speaks in a despondent and sad tone, while smoothing his cheek, bruised by the mistreatment his parents gave him. He lowers his head and looks at the floor

me: Good morning , Drigon... I look at him very worried, and my heart freezes just seeing him hurt. I look at him sadly Me: I can treat your wounds if you want...
Drigon: No, that's not necessary, my lady... I don't need... Dragon is suddenly silent, seeming to be grateful for the concern, but standing still, in a position of submission