Nam's gaze travels from the bird's face, down to his hands and then back to his face. Though his expression appears to remain mostly neutral, his growing concern is clear to anyone who knows the dragon well enough to know what they're looking for. How his brows pull together even further, the way his eyes grow just a little wider and his features seem to soften, he's deeply concerned by the way Gaja is acting right now. Concerned by him and for him.

Then all of that comes crashing down when the phoenix lurches forward, making his asinine demand. Even the barest trace of concern is entirely gone. He takes a step back from Gaja, his arms crossing his stomach. "Why?"