The Highlander laughs genuinely amused. "A man after my own heart. Except of course, he cares for his own only." She sighs, looking up back at the woman in armor, and gives her a lopsided grin. "What is precious to me? Me and mine. Above all. As it should be. Duties only chain you to a path that puts others before you. I care for no such nonsense."
She glances over her to Mr. No Fun and tips her wine glass his way. "Aye, no point in romanticizing wars, deaths, or even hunting for wealth and relic." Her grin turns mischievous. "So then, let us speak of romance if not adventures! Has anyone called your heart their own?"
She glances over her to Mr. No Fun and tips her wine glass his way. "Aye, no point in romanticizing wars, deaths, or even hunting for wealth and relic." Her grin turns mischievous. "So then, let us speak of romance if not adventures! Has anyone called your heart their own?"
