Say It Ain't So

Osprey hadn't meant to insult Rob, by stating that he was a loner because he wanted to impress others. Rather that everyone had their reasons not to settle anywhere permanently - being a lone wolf and a wanderer was a choice of living.

"Wow," she was stunned by his sudden burst of imagination. By far she had put him in the list of "realistic people", who didn't care much for the fictional stuff. "That was quite a performance," there was a bit of admiration in her voice, when she said that.

"Slaying sounds fun and heroic in the stories, but I have always thought about dragons as very wise and intelligent creatures," except the brainless beasts, of course, who couldn't tell a difference between a tree and it's own leg. "Therefore it would be a pity to slay. I wouldn't want to rob it either - what would I do with his treasures? I would rather make friends or swap some stories. They live a great deal longer than we do after all... it would be exciting to hear, how life was before even my great-grandparents existed."

Since it was such a good question, she decided to ask the same one to him: "What about you?"