What is truth?

Sah

The wind howls
I answer

Sah hummed contemplatively. "Maybe. I'm not used to the heat." He grimaced at Locke's observation. "Would if I wasn't an Abandoned. But a dragon shift? That's truly insane." The idea of having that kind of form, that kind of power? It was mind boggling. As for his loss of power? Sah sighed, taking a swig "You have no idea."

Sah can practically hear the thoughts racing in Locke's head as he mentioned kids. And although he couldn't hear the exact words, he could predict the gist of it from what he'd seen of the man so far. But that was a personal topic, so he didn't pry. Instead, Sah just nodded at Locke's guess. "Yup. I never sunk one. But a friend of mine did. It was mildly horrifying to watch." A chuckle is pulled from him at the novel comment. "Maybe I should. But I feel like I'd scare everyone even more when it comes to Outlanders. There's already enough prejudice."

Listening to Locke's words, he watched the man's body language. That was quite the assortment, and one that wasn't easy to pinpoint the the lies in. Locke didn't seem like the kind to pray. Sah had no idea what that soup was but it sounded like an actual kind, so who knows. As for the killing? Sah eyed the man. "You've never killed, have you? At least, not out of cold blood."

The storm rages
I conquer