𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑪𝑳𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑪

Maybe so. Maybe she was a weapon, an instrument to be used as he wished. And she let him. She let him. He wasn't Mavado or Daegon, he wasn't Red Dragon. Far from it. Yet, she was wrapped around Haviks finger like a ring. Silence bathes her, resting her head on his arm quietly.

Why does she? Emotions are what leads one to be free. Sometimes, they bind, but ultimately every choice falls in her hands. Like returning a gift.

Well, it's not that she's rejecting the gesture. On the contrary, she appreciates it; It's something of his, but she wouldn't feel appropriate using something of his. A symbol of his chaos. She, all things considered, is horrified of her feelings.

Allegiance. That's what that is, isn't it? Not that she'd use it of course, too heavy for her preference; She's got blades in her legs and on her left hand if she needs it. He can keep that morningstar.

She can change him. Notably his hair. She has half a mind to dye in some red into his hair.

"I didn't think you would. This is my test." Exhale. Outwardly? She's fine. Collected. Calm and stoic Sophie, just how Daegon liked her in their rare exchanges. Inwardly? Oh, her thoughts are a million and one miles a minute. "Then I'll see you next time, cleric?" If she lives.

Improvising is something she typically does on jobs Mavado gives her, with a few exceptions. This? Logically, she shouldn't take it. Too many risks. Too many things that can go wrong. But when did she ever fully listen to logic? "So. I get it and what? Where do we meet?"

Onaga. The legendary dragon king from Outworlds past. /That's. . . A LOT of faith in her. I'm not entirely certain I am pierce his skin, much less bone. Not without the right equipment but I suppose even iron fears rot. /Probably poisoning by him again? She'd need to think.

A test? /She's temporarily taken back, gaze shifting to look him in the face. You and your tests. But. . . Sure. Why not. You haven't done me wrong, I doubt that'll change.

Pestering me, you make it sound like you're some fly. But I can say the same. I'd be pestering you.

Biding your time or not, I'm just glad you're around. /Blink. Making a face. That. . . Come out odd. Not that you being around is bad-- At least I don't think you being around is bad.

Temporarily. /Snort, but a chuckle leaves her nonetheless. Glad to see my favorite Cleric is still around.

I don't believe everything has been repaired, all things considered. My jobs in Seido ceased in light of that.

[[Sophie and Havik I fear