gladly feast on all those who would dare to try and subdue us
He is not the first to see such a glimpse and provide her the respect of not mentioning it, and Anju appreciates that. It allows her time to compose herself - or, rather, to restrain herself. As the eldest Dragoon aside from Anna these days, there is little true companionship to be had, and even with no titles or roles upon their shoulders in the Temple with neither of them working Anju is aware there are certain boundaries that cannot be crossed. Relationships that cannot turn truly into friendships no matter how she may sometimes desire them.
"I am a follower of Mort actually," she corrects kindly with a small smile. Ludo has been her herald since she was quite small, and she used to sit in the temple with Koa's mother whispering and laughing between prayers. It makes her sentimental to remember. "I try to pray regularly, so you interrupted nothing dire. But I will leave you to your own prayers - without unintentionally overhearing, this time." Here she shoots Riya a look given the dragon had been the reason for all of this. The ivory serpent merely blows content smoke rings from her nostrils, clearly unrepentant. Standing, Anju touches Octavius' shoulder and smiles. "Perhaps next we meet outside of work will be for something more lighthearted, hm?" Anju hardly ever drinks but it is a common past-time for the Dragoons; meeting at bars after work for companionship. Maybe she will have to suck it up and finally go to one such gathering if she intends to see Octavius again outside of uniform.
Quietly excusing herself, she calls Riya to her side and the sisters walk down the middle aisle, clearly intent on making things right now instead of later with Octavius' superior.
- Fin! <3
"I am a follower of Mort actually," she corrects kindly with a small smile. Ludo has been her herald since she was quite small, and she used to sit in the temple with Koa's mother whispering and laughing between prayers. It makes her sentimental to remember. "I try to pray regularly, so you interrupted nothing dire. But I will leave you to your own prayers - without unintentionally overhearing, this time." Here she shoots Riya a look given the dragon had been the reason for all of this. The ivory serpent merely blows content smoke rings from her nostrils, clearly unrepentant. Standing, Anju touches Octavius' shoulder and smiles. "Perhaps next we meet outside of work will be for something more lighthearted, hm?" Anju hardly ever drinks but it is a common past-time for the Dragoons; meeting at bars after work for companionship. Maybe she will have to suck it up and finally go to one such gathering if she intends to see Octavius again outside of uniform.
Quietly excusing herself, she calls Riya to her side and the sisters walk down the middle aisle, clearly intent on making things right now instead of later with Octavius' superior.
- Fin! <3
