Sleeping Dragon Out of my league

“It is alright,” Gyda assured her with softened tones. “It happens to all of us.” Gyda wasn't insulted nor mad. She, too, was known for getting caught up in her thoughts. “You will never take up my time, Wildfire,” Gyda protested the flame kissed girl's words with a soft shake of her head, her ears slicking back to rest at half mast atop her skull. “If you ever wish to talk, about anything, you are always more than welcome to come find me.” She would always make time for her subordinates. Ragnar had when he had led Stavanger Bay, they had all been important to him, and thus Gyda strove to emulate that. It was never a bother for them to seek her out to talk. In fact, sometimes it. was a nice change from the every day routine she'd managed to put herself in. “No, I'm alright thank you.” Gyda spoke to Wildfire with a soft smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “I will see you later.” Gyda spoke before she turned and began to make her departure.