“I cannot call you Mister Dance, though. Or...Mister Soldier…†Roen paused in her ramblings, her brows furrowing as she looked to the cot.
“This cot is very uncomfortable. I should know! I spent nearly a moon here. A moon!†Suddenly whatever thought that came to her mind was finding an easy release through her lips. This was a fairly new concept for her; she found it rather liberating, in truth.
“They found me innocent too...I keep telling your captain that.†Roen poked Daegsatz’s broad chest. “Justice can work! If he would only listen to me and not try to fluster me all the time. Flirting and kissing..." She grumbled. "How is a girl supposed to keep her mind on what is important when--oh. Whoops.â€
Roen paused, wincing. Indeed, her tongue was much too free with voicing any thought the instant it came to her.
What a dangerous thing, this drinking.
“This cot is very uncomfortable. I should know! I spent nearly a moon here. A moon!†Suddenly whatever thought that came to her mind was finding an easy release through her lips. This was a fairly new concept for her; she found it rather liberating, in truth.
“They found me innocent too...I keep telling your captain that.†Roen poked Daegsatz’s broad chest. “Justice can work! If he would only listen to me and not try to fluster me all the time. Flirting and kissing..." She grumbled. "How is a girl supposed to keep her mind on what is important when--oh. Whoops.â€
Roen paused, wincing. Indeed, her tongue was much too free with voicing any thought the instant it came to her.
What a dangerous thing, this drinking.
