Cameron took a deep breath before walking into the Hanged Man. Bars weren't exactly their natural environment to begin with, and add to that their secret mission ... they were understandably even more nervous than usual. No, they told themself, forget about the secret mission. They were genuinely here to ask about joining the Dragoons. If they could convince themself of that, they ought to have a better chance of convincing Ronin.
They lost track of all of their intentions as soon as they got a good look at Ronin, however, because he had a dragon.
"Oh, sweet," they whispered, coming closer. Concentrate, Cam. But this might work to their favor, actually: they could use their excitement about the dragon to sound more interested in the Dragoons.
Approaching properly, they put their hand on the back of a chair, about to sit down. "Hey, you're Ronin, right? I'm here about the Dragoons."
They lost track of all of their intentions as soon as they got a good look at Ronin, however, because he had a dragon.
"Oh, sweet," they whispered, coming closer. Concentrate, Cam. But this might work to their favor, actually: they could use their excitement about the dragon to sound more interested in the Dragoons.
Approaching properly, they put their hand on the back of a chair, about to sit down. "Hey, you're Ronin, right? I'm here about the Dragoons."
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