Well. She's right. She checked three times, there's no doubt to it.
"Look," she mutters to herself, "I get it, it's scary, but deal. You are not allowed to - to -" To what? Go home? Maybe try to work up the courage later? Maybe try and avoid the shren house like so many other dragons?
It was a door. It's idiotic to be afraid of a door. Sure, there were shrens on the other side of it, but there could conceivably be shrens on the other side of lots of doors, some of them were in hiding, hair dye existed. Subtle colors existed. She could have been near shrens any number of times.
That - did not actually make her fear go away. Instead it makes her want to curl up in her little apartment and not go outside again.
Great. Okay. Stop that train of thought, it's not useful. If she stands here any longer, people are going to stare. (Is that person over there staring? Probably. Damn.) Just - door. Go. Walk.
She forces herself to walk to the door, somewhat stiffly. And then she is at the door. ... Does she knock? Does she just open it and go in? She has no idea. It's customary to knock, so... She takes a deep breath and does so. Resisting the urge to flee and teleport away (or scamper into the bushes) isn't easy, but she manages it.
"Nope." She holds out a hand to teleport them both. "Already have the spot picked out."
"You'll need to be in natural form for the spell," she informs, "I don't know how it would react if you shifted while under it. You're welcome to check the area for dragons besides the obvious one, first."
She doesn't actually have a flight form that isn't her dragon form. She's not old enough to make commuting difficult, and leaving her options open is appealing. But she doesn't volunteer that information, it seems like it would be rude.
"Fly," she murmurs.
(Oh no what if it all goes horribly wrong...)
She. She just made a shren fly.
"We. Still don't know if it fixes esu," she squeaks, wide eyed but trying to maintain some hint of professionalism. "Or if the spell can be ended safely. Ready, or do you - want more time...?"
... Nothing horrible happens there, either.
Avet grins. "To the house?"
She holds out her hand for teleportation.
Avet motions to Jensal to lead on. She doesn't know the house. She could conceivably follow the screaming, but she's worried it'll get her lost.
And then she nods to Jensal.
Avet can't blame them. She grins. She grins and she casts some spells.
"Whisper spell's faster," says Avet, and she casts one, and she says to Ehail, "It works, esu's fixed, we're in the room with the babies -"
Avet takes it.
Avet casts the spell, and then says, "C'mon, fly -"
"I've been to Gibryel," she says, "I can fly to Tenebirokalamikikek from there, are you willing to grab a teleportation circle to Corenta and grab it yourself? Faster that way, though I might be able to find a wizard that can teleport me to both countries -"
"No, it's not -" She retrieves paper and a writing utensil, and writes down the spell, and hands it to Ehail. "Would have mailed it, kind of was in a rush. Questions before I teleport and start flying, or...?"