AINO
The admission of holding magic within brought on a new scrutiny, as Aino reassessed the young man. "Magic user, eh?" she mumbled - there was no judgement, only interest. "What's yer poison?" That he was close to the new general was something worth noting, even if she never met the man herself.
As for the gratitude, it was waved off with a charming smile that quirked her mouth aside, and brought dimples to life in the woman's cheeks. "None of that, youngling. Taking care a' one 'nother is just how things are done 'ere. Hunting is a good choice; better than fish." The last was said dryly, with a roll of the eyes that was both humorous and exasperated at once.
Hoisting the shovel, Aino turned back to continue what she had been doing. Yet there was no dismissal in the way she turned her back; if the young man wished to keep talking, she could chat and shovel snow at the same time.
As for the gratitude, it was waved off with a charming smile that quirked her mouth aside, and brought dimples to life in the woman's cheeks. "None of that, youngling. Taking care a' one 'nother is just how things are done 'ere. Hunting is a good choice; better than fish." The last was said dryly, with a roll of the eyes that was both humorous and exasperated at once.
Hoisting the shovel, Aino turned back to continue what she had been doing. Yet there was no dismissal in the way she turned her back; if the young man wished to keep talking, she could chat and shovel snow at the same time.
For the good times that we share,
and the bad times that we'll have
and the bad times that we'll have
