Dark hair for catching the wind, not to veil the sight of a cold world
She nodded, confirming his suspicions. "His daughter," she elaborated, and wondered not for the first time if she ought to place a sign around her neck. Or perhaps post a little something on the notice board so that people no longer had to ask. Then again, she was always a little proud to be able to announce that Ronin was her father.
The dragon snorted at the compliment, a dismissive chuff as if to say 'I know', and Seren stifled a giggle. "He is charmed," she said, "as am I. Is that why you are here today? To treat patients?" It was a good day for long talks by a fireplace, for sure. The rain showed no signs of letting up, and as if to make sure that the recruits didn't cling to such feeble hopes, the drill instructor could be heard ordering an additional few laps. The collective groan from her fellows had Seren wincing in sympathy, and guilt. She should have been out there with them.
"Looks like they will be at it for a while, yet," she noted, with a side glance at Falke. "If you are waiting for the instructor, I could show you to a sitting room, perhaps?"
The dragon snorted at the compliment, a dismissive chuff as if to say 'I know', and Seren stifled a giggle. "He is charmed," she said, "as am I. Is that why you are here today? To treat patients?" It was a good day for long talks by a fireplace, for sure. The rain showed no signs of letting up, and as if to make sure that the recruits didn't cling to such feeble hopes, the drill instructor could be heard ordering an additional few laps. The collective groan from her fellows had Seren wincing in sympathy, and guilt. She should have been out there with them.
"Looks like they will be at it for a while, yet," she noted, with a side glance at Falke. "If you are waiting for the instructor, I could show you to a sitting room, perhaps?"
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