Tal often had trouble holding eye contact during a conversation as well, and was almost relieved when Melita didn't stare at him. He snuck glances at her when he thought she wasn't looking, noticing her fierce, proud profile, even as his fingers itched to show her how much he'd improved. Surely there was something he could do to impress her and earn her admiration...?
But today he had a task at hand. And maybe having a magic weapon like her arrows would show how her far how his capabilities had come! ...Which meant getting a magic weapon, first. And that meant finding a blacksmith. He perked up instantly at her easy confirmation of knowing a guy. "Really? Thanks, Mel-- hey! Wait up!"
She was off like a fish through water and Tal was hard pressed to follow her graceful glide through the crowds. Boreal, amused, cut to the side and hopped up onto a pile of crates and barrels, bounding to the top and then taking flight. She followed Mel's bright hair easily from above, and guided her poor fool of a human when it seemed like he might lose his guide.
He really wanted to ask about the little dragon that was mostly hidden in her mane, but she kept far enough ahead that he couldn't find the breath to speak to her until they'd reached their destination and he caught up, almost running into her back before he managed to catch himself. "H-hey! Um. I... like your dragon," he admitted shyly, once he had his breath back.
But today he had a task at hand. And maybe having a magic weapon like her arrows would show how her far how his capabilities had come! ...Which meant getting a magic weapon, first. And that meant finding a blacksmith. He perked up instantly at her easy confirmation of knowing a guy. "Really? Thanks, Mel-- hey! Wait up!"
She was off like a fish through water and Tal was hard pressed to follow her graceful glide through the crowds. Boreal, amused, cut to the side and hopped up onto a pile of crates and barrels, bounding to the top and then taking flight. She followed Mel's bright hair easily from above, and guided her poor fool of a human when it seemed like he might lose his guide.
He really wanted to ask about the little dragon that was mostly hidden in her mane, but she kept far enough ahead that he couldn't find the breath to speak to her until they'd reached their destination and he caught up, almost running into her back before he managed to catch himself. "H-hey! Um. I... like your dragon," he admitted shyly, once he had his breath back.
