Rhiannon might not have known Melita well, but call it a sixth sense - she felt like the woman would be worth getting to know. She’d been impressed with Melita’s leadership and abilities in the Feverlands, and Rhiannon was all about collecting powerful allies.
”Oh, those are cool,” she said of the draconian trinkets. There wasn’t much in here that appealed to her personally, but she could at least acknowledge that the gifts Melita was considering were pretty in their way. ”I’m shopping for my parents.” She made a face. ”I always hate getting them gifts. They’re not very… sentimental people, so they’re hard to buy for.”
”Oh, those are cool,” she said of the draconian trinkets. There wasn’t much in here that appealed to her personally, but she could at least acknowledge that the gifts Melita was considering were pretty in their way. ”I’m shopping for my parents.” She made a face. ”I always hate getting them gifts. They’re not very… sentimental people, so they’re hard to buy for.”
Rhiannon Cassidy
