You were in a sticky situation, ever since the last Dragonborn defeated Alduin, Paarthurnax wouldn’t let you off the mountain. He would allow you to go down to the graybeards to get supplies, That’s it.

Upon waking up from a nap with Paarthurnax wrapped around you per usual, he snorted smoke before looking at you; light, deep purring came from him as he spoke.

”Pruzah feyl..Good Morning..”