Amber

[formerslave]

[The amber reveals an elven face, tired and weary. He's leaning a bit to his sword, looking mildly annoyed.]

I need a place to stay. Just a bed, nothing more.

[He should be used to sleeping on the floor after his time with Danarius, but apparently he was spoiled these days after spending three years on a moldy mattress in a ratty mansion and then many more in a bed with a snoring beast and a dog.

About a month was all he could manage, and it had left his muscles sore and markings aching.]

I will not stay with any mages.

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[cocooned]

[ She nods with a smile. ]

Mm. Well- he's a year older. Probably. [Since she doesn't know when her real birthday was. But they guessed at her age when she was adopted. ] I'm sixteen years old. He's seventeen. [ Well- he's actually eighteen now, but she doesn't realize that. ]

My adoptive father took guardianship over him almost five years ago now, so outside of the fact that he's a little anti-social, I can definitely vouch for him! He mostly keeps to himself.

[formerslave]

Then I'll have to pass. I do not wish to endanger children.

[...Fenris knows that he's a problem magnet, okay?]

[cocooned]

Eh? W-We're not children.

[ It's fine if he doesn't want to, but slkdjls ] Believe me! Zero and I are guardians! [ It should be fine to say that, even if she doesn't give what they work with out. ] Our job is to help protect others! We're both capable fighters.

[formerslave]

You just told me you were sixteen.

[He's a little amused.]

[cocooned]

Exactly! Almost an adult!

[ . . . Except that also implies she isn't yet. ]

Zero even lives alone! In... a dorm room at the academy. [ Okay, and so maybe her adoptive father was the Headmaster, but it still counted for something, right? ] We're really independent.

[formerslave]

Still, I will have to decline. I am... grateful for the offer, however.

[cocooned]

That's fine...

[ N-Not kids though-! ]

I hope you're able to find a place, then. It can't be comfortable without a bed.

[formerslave]

I will manage. There's no need for concern, but I'm thankful for the sentiment.

[cocooned]

What have you been doing up until now?

[formerslave]

Trying to find a way home.

[cocooned]

I meant for sleep accommodations.

[formerslave]

Ah. The floor, usually.

[cocooned]

That can't have been comfortable.. [ A frown. ] I hope you find somewhere, then...

[formerslave]

I will.

...thank you.