LIAM
It's not that we don't talk
Liam watched Sol's antics with curiosity, laughing outright when the dragon spit out a burst of fire just to wallow in the steam it created from the snow. With the breath snatch seemingly gone and the conversation winding down, things were growing more comfortable for the soldier. He only hoped that he had given Zavien some good advice, and that the poor man would be able to calm his nerves. Sex, after all, was supposed to be fun - especially when it was with someone you loved.
"I believe in you," Liam said, smiling encouragingly at the dragoon. "I'm sure that, whatever happens, you'll be just fine. Now, tell me if all dragons are as playful as Sol..." And with that, the men dove into a conversation about the various dragons they'd encountered, comparing their personalities and habits as they made their way across the Frostfields.
fin
"I believe in you," Liam said, smiling encouragingly at the dragoon. "I'm sure that, whatever happens, you'll be just fine. Now, tell me if all dragons are as playful as Sol..." And with that, the men dove into a conversation about the various dragons they'd encountered, comparing their personalities and habits as they made their way across the Frostfields.
fin
It's just no one really listens and honesty fades
