cover you when the sky comes crashing in
“Not necessarily,” he mused, deciding he needed to be concise, and point blank this time, instead of meandering around. “I just figured you were plotting something.” And potentially vastly more serious than dragging people through snow. At which he wrinkled his nose again, juvenile and boyish, before stepping through other rooms and pondering over laundry parameters. Maybe it said more about him than anyone else, to presume others were always deep in their machinations as well – but underestimating individuals had never been in his sentiments either. His brow quirked again at the notions of a race, eternally inspired by competition, but snorting in the midst regardless. “You will probably find more with dragon shifts,” at which he shrugged, uncertain how ideal or specific the credentials needed to be.
Deciding to peel the bedspreads and sheets off and pile them too, he went from room to room, collecting each. “It could be for some.” Simply because he hadn’t been strangled or confused by the mindset didn’t mean others couldn’t say the same. “The first time I shifted was difficult, but only because I was not certain on what to do.” And Safrin had dropped him from a great height.
Content to beckon the higher powers for assistance contorted a laugh out of him, shaking his head as he snagged at each cloth article, then tilted his head, studying them and pondering how best to go forward. Utilizing his incantations would be far easier…and he could probably utilize air, water, and fire (at least in heating portions), once he tracked down some soap. Or made it. “Seems to be a good bargain. And you will always have your items.”
Deciding to peel the bedspreads and sheets off and pile them too, he went from room to room, collecting each. “It could be for some.” Simply because he hadn’t been strangled or confused by the mindset didn’t mean others couldn’t say the same. “The first time I shifted was difficult, but only because I was not certain on what to do.” And Safrin had dropped him from a great height.
Content to beckon the higher powers for assistance contorted a laugh out of him, shaking his head as he snagged at each cloth article, then tilted his head, studying them and pondering how best to go forward. Utilizing his incantations would be far easier…and he could probably utilize air, water, and fire (at least in heating portions), once he tracked down some soap. Or made it. “Seems to be a good bargain. And you will always have your items.”
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