Even with the transition from one year to the next being clearly marked by humans visiting him in droves, it's hard to tell one from the other. A few hours over the course of a single day is barely more than the blink of an eye for one whose life has already spanned many centuries, and will go on for many more. Not that time is particularly important to a dragon. Or rather, no time matters aside from the wait between visits from a certain bird. He will never admit it, but any time between visits from Gaja is far too long, which is something he once thought he would never experience.

Nam rises from the large rock he'd been sitting on the moment he hears the bird's feet touch the ground. He takes a few steps toward the approaching Gaja, though until he fiery bird is closer, he won't stray too far from his own fire. This time of the year, he normally wouldn't dress in such light, sheer fabrics with so much skin exposed, but this is a special occasion. They're moving into the Year of the Dragon. He's gotten a visit from the only one he's still accepting company from. The most special occasion of all, however, is that Nam wanted to. He wanted to go all out and feel especially beautiful. He wanted to spend the early part of the evening, when it was still light out, gazing at himself in the river's reflection, vain thing that he is.

So he sticks close to the fire until Gaja gets close enough for Nam to be able to soak up the heat that radiates from him. "If you've come seeking blessings for the upcoming year, then you'll have to look elsewhere. However, if you've simply come to honour the dragon, then I'll accept one more visitor." He tips his head to one side, allowing the fire light to catch the sparkle at his inner eye as well as the gems in his hair. Just a little something more to catch Gaja's attention. Not that he's trying to make himself more appealing to some silly bird.