"That, uh, seems like a l-- wait, Demigod??" He'd been doing pretty good until Phoebe casually dropped that little tidbit into the conversation and Tal's eyes widened in shock. He lost the thread of their conversation as he tried to shift gears and process this new information, swallowing hard.
"Whoa... does... does that mean you're goin' t'the Draig with Deimos?" It was hard to imagine this gentle young woman going into battle beside the stoic Sword, but maybe looks were deceiving?
Boreal cocked her head at Pim's trill, pleased at the little dragon's welcome, but after a moment's peace she bumped Tal's hip lightly with her head, a grumble of reminder in her throat. "Yeah, I know, girl," he murmured distractedly down at her. "We'll go in just a minute!"
"Whoa... does... does that mean you're goin' t'the Draig with Deimos?" It was hard to imagine this gentle young woman going into battle beside the stoic Sword, but maybe looks were deceiving?
Boreal cocked her head at Pim's trill, pleased at the little dragon's welcome, but after a moment's peace she bumped Tal's hip lightly with her head, a grumble of reminder in her throat. "Yeah, I know, girl," he murmured distractedly down at her. "We'll go in just a minute!"
