[se] mistakes were made

AISHA

Seren's reply was comforting, and wholly agreed with. Most seemed pessimistic about the ability to stay out of the coming conflict, but this was a reminder that there was hope. She wasn't the only one avoiding a decision, or rather making the decision not to choose. She smiled, "I agree."

"Mmmm," Aisha hummed, taking in that point and fitting it into place. Dragons that needed people as much as the people needed the dragons, it was interesting, she'd love to see what knowledge the dragoons had of dragons coincided with that of other regions. They were likely experts in their own charge, but how different was their experience from the rest of the world? There were no hatcheries, the dragons just found the people, and Seren's mother had taught her how to go searching.

"Is your mother a dragoon?" she asked, casual as she continued shoveling. Though it wasn't long after that she noticed her companion had stopped. She looked over to find Seren reeling, she'd been so into the conversation that Aisha had almost forgotten that she wasn't fully alright. The leopardess brought herself and her shovel closer, "Hey, you okay?" There was concern once more written into the draw of her lips and tightness of her brow.

and it's all in the way that you talk
starts with a whisper

ends with a shout