[She's silently hoping for much the same; they've been brought here for a reason after all, and what other reason could there be for someone like her to end up on the VIP list than if a war needs to be fought? This could be it, finally, at last, her moment to fulfill the dreams she'd thought had died at Canaan House--
--but for the moment she puts all of that aside. Turns to regard him more fully, expression quite rapt... until he starts saying words at her that she quite frankly doesn't understand. She twists her expression up into something that distinctly says what the fuck? Still, for good measure, she decides to say something along those lines anyway.]
A cockawhatnow? Are you having me on with all this?
[Although rather than anything approaching anger in her tone, there amidst the mild suspicion is the distinct indication that she hopes he isn't. It's maybe one of the most interesting discussions she's ever had.]
And if dragons can swan about looking like humans, that means anyone could be a dragon, doesn't it?
[It certainly makes the congregation they've been thrust amongst seem abruptly more interesting.]
I wouldn't say they're a passion, I mean, I didn't think they were real until maybe about two minutes ago. But imagine getting to fight one of those! Best. Day. Ever. The only monsters I've ever really fought have been made out of bones. Bones are what I know, but if there are other kinds then I wanna know aaaall about them. Maybe you could tell me. You know, while I wait for you to finish writing my theme song.
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--but for the moment she puts all of that aside. Turns to regard him more fully, expression quite rapt... until he starts saying words at her that she quite frankly doesn't understand. She twists her expression up into something that distinctly says what the fuck? Still, for good measure, she decides to say something along those lines anyway.]
A cockawhatnow? Are you having me on with all this?
[Although rather than anything approaching anger in her tone, there amidst the mild suspicion is the distinct indication that she hopes he isn't. It's maybe one of the most interesting discussions she's ever had.]
And if dragons can swan about looking like humans, that means anyone could be a dragon, doesn't it?
[It certainly makes the congregation they've been thrust amongst seem abruptly more interesting.]
I wouldn't say they're a passion, I mean, I didn't think they were real until maybe about two minutes ago. But imagine getting to fight one of those! Best. Day. Ever. The only monsters I've ever really fought have been made out of bones. Bones are what I know, but if there are other kinds then I wanna know aaaall about them. Maybe you could tell me. You know, while I wait for you to finish writing my theme song.