[ She doesn't move from Nymeria's side though part of her wants to, some part wants to assure herself that he is indeed alive and perhaps even real. To make sure this is not some sort of trip. ]

I ran. [ Her fingers grip the direwolf's fur as Drogon lands on her shoulder, he's bigger than he was before, more the size of small dog than the size of a cat. ] I had too... If he got my dragons ─ [ No, she doesn't want to think about it. ]

Arya was running with me, but then she stopped told me to go on ahead and told Nymeria to keep me safe. [ It was only because of Nymeria that Dany knew something happened to Arya, she still bares the scars of that event. Calming a frantic direwolf is not as easy as you'd expect. ]

I hid in hide up here, it isn't an easy place. Hard to find things, like food or dragons.