Zavien
Zavien smiles at her laugh and accepts the informal title with a polite nod of his head. Despite her status, she is obviously humble, causing the unknown tension to leave his shoulders. He's met leaders before. He shouldn't be surprised or nervous to be talking with one now, but he hasn't spoken with one so pretty before and for some reason, pretty people make it harder to play it cool. Forcing the awkwardness down, he tries to let his usually playfulness take the lead, grateful that Spice likes him.
He laughs at the name. "That's ingenious, and adorable." Looking to the small dragon, he asks, "Are you more of a sweet spice or a spicy spice?" Zavien doesn't know how such a cute creature could be naughty, yet recent events would prove otherwise and he gives her a knowing smile.
At the nuzzling, he discretely produces another piece of jerky for Spice with a following wink before stepping forward to assist Flora. He grabs another (hopefully unimportant) cloth and begins soaking up the slick oil. "Me neither. I'm much worse when I'm bored. All fidgeting limbs and lots of pointless rambling." His chuckle accents the twinkle of his eyes. "I always have to be doing something." Thoughts of sword practices and miscellaneous trainings flash through his mind. He's never been good at sitting still.
He laughs at the name. "That's ingenious, and adorable." Looking to the small dragon, he asks, "Are you more of a sweet spice or a spicy spice?" Zavien doesn't know how such a cute creature could be naughty, yet recent events would prove otherwise and he gives her a knowing smile.
At the nuzzling, he discretely produces another piece of jerky for Spice with a following wink before stepping forward to assist Flora. He grabs another (hopefully unimportant) cloth and begins soaking up the slick oil. "Me neither. I'm much worse when I'm bored. All fidgeting limbs and lots of pointless rambling." His chuckle accents the twinkle of his eyes. "I always have to be doing something." Thoughts of sword practices and miscellaneous trainings flash through his mind. He's never been good at sitting still.
Tis better to have loved and lost,
than never to have loved at all.
than never to have loved at all.
