idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword
He laughs a little at her reaction, surprised that she would be so surprised. "You helped defeat a rock giant," Koa points out, shifting his weight and grinning bemusedly, an eyebrow raised in playful challenge. "Whatever your abilities, they're clearly awesome. We'd be idiots not to want you." Especially if - as he's beginning to suspect - she was one of the players in the great war.
She begins to list off the weapons she's trained in, and Koa's eyes widen in impressed appreciation - at least, until Pipsqueak interrupts. The dragonling stops her thrashing long enough to focus in on Melita and the collection of friends at her behest, letting out an excited series of chirps and trills that seem determined to communicate a story nobody can understand. Koa frowns and shakes his head, pulling yet another mass of cobwebs out of his companion's fur. "That doesn't explain why you couldn't go around the spiders," he informs her testily, clearly put out by what a wild mess she is.
Unlike Sila and Fangorn, who seem perfectly civilized by comparison. "Pleasure to meet you," the boy tells the companions, making no effort to hide his admiration. Pip, by this time, has wriggled free, and immediately slithers over to where the vampire gourd is stationed. "I uh, I can't say I've seen a walking pumpkin before," Koa comments bemusedly, watching as Pip lowers her serpentine body and splays her wings in some show of submissive but ready to play body language.
"But I've known my share of dragons, and Sila is certainly among the loveliest I've met." He winks at the little bronzen creature, extending a hand for sniffs.
She begins to list off the weapons she's trained in, and Koa's eyes widen in impressed appreciation - at least, until Pipsqueak interrupts. The dragonling stops her thrashing long enough to focus in on Melita and the collection of friends at her behest, letting out an excited series of chirps and trills that seem determined to communicate a story nobody can understand. Koa frowns and shakes his head, pulling yet another mass of cobwebs out of his companion's fur. "That doesn't explain why you couldn't go around the spiders," he informs her testily, clearly put out by what a wild mess she is.
Unlike Sila and Fangorn, who seem perfectly civilized by comparison. "Pleasure to meet you," the boy tells the companions, making no effort to hide his admiration. Pip, by this time, has wriggled free, and immediately slithers over to where the vampire gourd is stationed. "I uh, I can't say I've seen a walking pumpkin before," Koa comments bemusedly, watching as Pip lowers her serpentine body and splays her wings in some show of submissive but ready to play body language.
"But I've known my share of dragons, and Sila is certainly among the loveliest I've met." He winks at the little bronzen creature, extending a hand for sniffs.
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