"Oh wow, I'm so sorry," I tell him with a little laugh, when he mentions the type of conversation he had with the baker. "Thank you for not telling him that I'm a pixie. See, it'd be pretty much impossible to hide the fact that you're a dragon, but I can hide that I'm a pixie and that can give us an advantage. In case anything ever happened and we got into a fight for example. People would assume that you were a threat because, I mean really, you're a giant fire-breathing dragon. But me? They'd think I was some pathetic human. So as they try to attack you, then I could surprise them by using my powers and we'd be safe." I may have put some thought into that plan, but only because we were on the run, and if might come down to being in a fight if someone recognizes us. After a moment, I tell him softly, "I don't even know why they thought we were a couple. It's not like you had your arm around me, or we were holding hands, or kissing."