Hushed Willows Linger

He snorted at her words, blinking slowly as his eyes scanned her mirthful face. He was not inclined to disagree with her, so as if to confirm her statement, he said: "it is not hard for me to do anything." Except perhaps be humble. But nobody held contests for humility. Warbone pushed himself up then, rising to his feet like a sprouted beanstalk, and his gave his dusty body a shake. "I should resume a patrol. Would you like to join me?"

Fade here?