[She's... really enthused. It buoys him, turns his smile sharp and proud.]
That's my territory. Taking down what crawls in the dark.
[Preening, him? A little. He's genuinely devoted to what he does, lives and breathes it with every fiber of his being— but that doesn't mean he's above bragging about it, or spinning it for glory points.]
I'm not a knight. [He touches the front of his breastplate, emblazoned with the seal of a winged griffon.] I'm a Grey Warden.
[Usually that speaks for itself. Maybe not so much, in this case.]
no subject
That's my territory. Taking down what crawls in the dark.
[Preening, him? A little. He's genuinely devoted to what he does, lives and breathes it with every fiber of his being— but that doesn't mean he's above bragging about it, or spinning it for glory points.]
I'm not a knight. [He touches the front of his breastplate, emblazoned with the seal of a winged griffon.] I'm a Grey Warden.
[Usually that speaks for itself. Maybe not so much, in this case.]