Beatrix
Beatrix huffed a quiet sigh, settled back on the floor to watch the fire. Her annoyance softened slightly, when he told her that it was good...
That was the Loren she remembered. "Thank you." She replied, stretching her legs out in front of herself, as she watched him closely, almost afraid he'd attempt to touch the flames.
"Loren? Why do you like the fire so much?" Another honest question. She'd have to find someone to get... someone. The Warden was probably the safest person to get. The Warden would probably know another healer, or at least know what to do.
That was the Loren she remembered. "Thank you." She replied, stretching her legs out in front of herself, as she watched him closely, almost afraid he'd attempt to touch the flames.
"Loren? Why do you like the fire so much?" Another honest question. She'd have to find someone to get... someone. The Warden was probably the safest person to get. The Warden would probably know another healer, or at least know what to do.
Let's see how long you'll last, puppet.
