Eli
He followed her upstairs, giving Pim a suspicious look from over his shoulder as they left the dragonling behind. As she led him inside, he peered around, eyeing the homely looking furnishing and various pillows and blankets on her bed. He wasn't exactly used to such a soft looking room, but it certainly made a nice change he thought. Finally spotting the mirror and wash basin he wandered over to it. "Where's the razor?" he asked, not seemingly able to see it just yet, he leaned over the wash basin, looking at himself in the mirror as he turned his head to the left and then the right, keeping his eyes fixed on where he needed to shave.
"What do you think, clean shave or leave a bit of stubble, what do you prefer?" he quizzed, peering over his shoulder, he wasn't exactly sure why he was asking her, the thought never really crossed his mind as to why, merely that he should. His beard at this point had filled in more than he normally had it, the dark stubble having turned into the a light beard that was the makings of something a bit fuller. He looked back, weighing up his options.
"What do you think, clean shave or leave a bit of stubble, what do you prefer?" he quizzed, peering over his shoulder, he wasn't exactly sure why he was asking her, the thought never really crossed his mind as to why, merely that he should. His beard at this point had filled in more than he normally had it, the dark stubble having turned into the a light beard that was the makings of something a bit fuller. He looked back, weighing up his options.
"Si vis pacem, para bellum." - If you want peace, prepare for war.
