The Sunspire Frisky bitz thief

Permission to skip Leo was given. Wanna wrap this up soon, @Damien? :o Since it's gotten pretty old.

Asterr was often left unaware of the effect she held over others, despite her partners in conversation holding onto her full and unwavering attention; as far as she was concerned, anything less was undoubtedly rude and incapable of creating the correct impression. She was not the arrogant sort, however, often chalking up the behavior around her to simple antics or the true personality of those she meets. In Damien, for example, she saw naught the child of the night, but a troubled and brightly spirited soul seeking some form of release. Of course, that very same release she'd thought up was nothing more than the emotional, or perhaps mental as a whole, sort. Physical possibilities were... out of the question, her mind skeptical about entertaining them for even a split second.

"I see..." the girl had murmured, understanding, in a way, what he meant. "Family can, at times, be challenging to live amongst and converse with regularly." An agreement, though she did not stop there. "Still, they act and speak only with you in mind. I am sure that which ails you is only them doing their very best to ensure the greatest of lives for you." If only she knew. Though, perhaps, if she was aware of the entire story she might do nothing more than encourage it. After all, if not your siblings, then who else is best equipped to love you? Of course, Asterr was most likely not the greatest of voices to go by on such a topic anyways, given the fact that her own siblings had served as her everything. From best friends to companions in the quest for knowledge, she'd had only them.

Another attempt was made to switch the conversation to another topic entirely, though how well it would go had yet to be decided. The dragoness had to comment on most things, albeit carefully and with words of great poise. Thankfully, the comment regarding his home had acquired her interest, giving her the opportunity to focus upon that. "What if I might like to see you again?" came her simple question, soft-spoken and dabbed lightly with curiosity. "Are there any other territories near enough to your home that we might be able to meet in?" A second passed before she added, "If you would accept another meeting with me, that is."