Steel mulled over the woman's words as she shrugged in to a much warmer acton that had been draped over the back of a chair. The room was spartan, as most things in the fort--two basic chairs around a thoughtfully crafted round table that looked capable of withstanding a meteor strike. The walls were bare, save for a tapestry that held importance to someone who was not Steel. The only other furnishings were a small trunk and a simple cot which, mercifully, had ample blankets to shield against the cold of Coerthas. A single wall sconce provided enough light to at least be personable.
Steel finally responded to the Warden as she sat herself at one of the chairs. "Well, it's more personal preference. I know I'm not gettin' away from everyone, but this seemed th'second best choice. What, yer sayin' I shouldn't be training by myself?"
She spread her arms wide, her smile grinning as broadly as her wingspan.
"Lookit these accommodations! How can one resist such elegance?" She chuckled at her own joke as her arms lowered back to her sides. "No...no I'm here because there's less distraction. An' most people are distractions. Present company excluded, a'course."
Steel finally responded to the Warden as she sat herself at one of the chairs. "Well, it's more personal preference. I know I'm not gettin' away from everyone, but this seemed th'second best choice. What, yer sayin' I shouldn't be training by myself?"
She spread her arms wide, her smile grinning as broadly as her wingspan.
"Lookit these accommodations! How can one resist such elegance?" She chuckled at her own joke as her arms lowered back to her sides. "No...no I'm here because there's less distraction. An' most people are distractions. Present company excluded, a'course."
