"Oh yes, I think human food has to be the best food." Though she had limited things to choose from, the human food was far better than the Dragon food she had had, or even the few Elven meals she encountered in her travels. It was so bright and full of flavor. So much variety! And bread, she couldn't forget the crowning achievement of the human's cooking. It had to be her favorite thing to eat. "Humans are ever so talented, doing so much even with such short lives!" Her praise was immense, she had such respect for people who did so much with so little.
"Of course." She smiled but made no attempt to hide the way her face colored a little, embarrassed but pleased. "I think all types like to imagine such things." A wistful sort of sigh, and for a second it seemed like that was all she was going to say before she perked back up. "I think it is most important to have someone kind," she laid a hand over her heart. "Someone who can smile and bring warmth. I know he does not seem it, but when my father is with his children, he is a man of many smiles.
"I want someone to look upon our young as he does. Someone who wants to adventure with me, and eat lots of food, and-- and--" She really had no practical experience with this, that much was clear, just little fantasies and needs. No request for more serious attributes. "I hope he will know things I don't, and I hope he will be brave when I cannot, and I hope he will laugh at the joy of life."
There was no hiding the way she looked at her hands, fussing those short green gloves, or the way her face was flushed all the way to her ears. "And I hope he will hold my hand and walk as my parents do."
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"Of course." She smiled but made no attempt to hide the way her face colored a little, embarrassed but pleased. "I think all types like to imagine such things." A wistful sort of sigh, and for a second it seemed like that was all she was going to say before she perked back up. "I think it is most important to have someone kind," she laid a hand over her heart. "Someone who can smile and bring warmth. I know he does not seem it, but when my father is with his children, he is a man of many smiles.
"I want someone to look upon our young as he does. Someone who wants to adventure with me, and eat lots of food, and-- and--" She really had no practical experience with this, that much was clear, just little fantasies and needs. No request for more serious attributes. "I hope he will know things I don't, and I hope he will be brave when I cannot, and I hope he will laugh at the joy of life."
There was no hiding the way she looked at her hands, fussing those short green gloves, or the way her face was flushed all the way to her ears. "And I hope he will hold my hand and walk as my parents do."