[ Boreas glances at her as she comes in, blinking as he takes in her features - an older woman, which is rare from what he's seen around the temple. There is an awfully large amount of children here, which has him naturally concerned about how they're supposed to function if they are to go to another world. Kids have less experience and are prone to making mistakes. This he knows; he was once one.
Though... he contemplates greeting her, but she speaks first. What he does not expect is the formality of her greeting, and it makes him pause for a second. ]
Thank you. You don't need to be so polite, it's fine.
[ Maybe it's the years and years of intimidation that's at work again, a habit that ingrains itself into his manner even when he consciously tries to dispel it. He's not exactly opposed to being addressed like that, but it goes against one of the rules that he's set for himself back home.
< I will become a Lord of Dragons, never a Lord of Man. >
After all, hasn't he slain Lords of Men and denounced their pride before their corpses?
He keeps his tone even - serious, but not hostile; a trademark of a blunt personality. ]
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Though... he contemplates greeting her, but she speaks first. What he does not expect is the formality of her greeting, and it makes him pause for a second. ]
Thank you. You don't need to be so polite, it's fine.
[ Maybe it's the years and years of intimidation that's at work again, a habit that ingrains itself into his manner even when he consciously tries to dispel it. He's not exactly opposed to being addressed like that, but it goes against one of the rules that he's set for himself back home.
< I will become a Lord of Dragons, never a Lord of Man. >
After all, hasn't he slain Lords of Men and denounced their pride before their corpses?
He keeps his tone even - serious, but not hostile; a trademark of a blunt personality. ]
Would you like some?