He sounded a little defensive. Rita managed a small grin.
“Do you even know how to fight?” she asked, finally turning Woody’s question back around on him. “You don’t exactly look like the rugged warrior type.” And Rita would know, being acquainted with plenty of those. There wasn’t much reason for her question other than to kill time and feed her own sense of superiority - which wasn’t such a bad reason, in her view.
In the meantime, the mage slid her now-empty tray away from herself, and pulled the pad of paper close. She wanted to write a note for the bulletin, and with only her left hand to move, it was going to take some time to write.
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“Do you even know how to fight?” she asked, finally turning Woody’s question back around on him. “You don’t exactly look like the rugged warrior type.” And Rita would know, being acquainted with plenty of those. There wasn’t much reason for her question other than to kill time and feed her own sense of superiority - which wasn’t such a bad reason, in her view.
In the meantime, the mage slid her now-empty tray away from herself, and pulled the pad of paper close. She wanted to write a note for the bulletin, and with only her left hand to move, it was going to take some time to write.