Rhiannon
At Deimos's snort of amusement, Rhiannon felt heat creep up her neck. Despite her embarrassment, though, she couldn't help the small smile that appeared at the child's antics. He seemed sweet enough, despite her complete lack of ability to interact with him like a normal human. She'd just never been around young children before. She was an only child, and her extended family was fairly small, with cousins close to Rhiannon in age. Maybe she'd figure it out one day, but until then, she left the interaction with a small sigh of relief.
That Deimos checked the weaponry once a season had Rhi raising her brows. "Has anyone ever told you that you should learn to delegate?" she asked wryly. It seemed to her that any soldier could check the weaponry atop the wall - although, if she had to guess, she would say that Deimos probably preferred to do it himself to assure himself that it was done properly. "I'd be happy to help," Rhi offered as she made her way to the next crossbow and began to look it over for any wear and tear.
She paused in her work as the thunk of the trebuchet drew her attention, and she watched with Deimos and Erebos as a snowball arced through the air to burst upon a target some distance away. Erebos giggled and clapped his hands, and Rhi pressed her lips together to keep from laughing at the infant's glee. "They're well, thank you. Mom's on patrol today, and Dad's at home trying to patch the roof. Don't tell him I said so, but he's a much better soldier than a carpenter. He's just determined to fix it himself instead of hiring someone." After all, Rhi got her stubbornness from somewhere.
That Deimos checked the weaponry once a season had Rhi raising her brows. "Has anyone ever told you that you should learn to delegate?" she asked wryly. It seemed to her that any soldier could check the weaponry atop the wall - although, if she had to guess, she would say that Deimos probably preferred to do it himself to assure himself that it was done properly. "I'd be happy to help," Rhi offered as she made her way to the next crossbow and began to look it over for any wear and tear.
She paused in her work as the thunk of the trebuchet drew her attention, and she watched with Deimos and Erebos as a snowball arced through the air to burst upon a target some distance away. Erebos giggled and clapped his hands, and Rhi pressed her lips together to keep from laughing at the infant's glee. "They're well, thank you. Mom's on patrol today, and Dad's at home trying to patch the roof. Don't tell him I said so, but he's a much better soldier than a carpenter. He's just determined to fix it himself instead of hiring someone." After all, Rhi got her stubbornness from somewhere.
they say looks can kill and I might try
