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"What is acting properly to you? Fighting? That gets you dead." Xan sprawled backward on the bed, stretching her arms behind her head as she stared at the ceiling. She loosened her boots and kicked them off hearing them hit the floor away from the bed. "Indefinite for me. But to be honest, after some time it feels like a muscle that needs to be stretched."
Kaarna snorts loudly. "I don't fear a fight." While she's talking, Veca clambers down from her hair and unto the windowsill.

"So...", Kaarna looks up and down, "This is what we'll be doing from now on. Sit here neatly until that blasted dragon sees fit to talk to us?" The prospect doesn't seem to be to her liking.