Sleeping Dragon Like it's 1975

The Bandrona noticed that Freyja walked closer than usual but she didn't mind it. She encouraged it, actually, by bumping the girl gently with her shoulder. The experience with Goliath had shaken her confidence and that was all right. She would rebuild it in time. Meanwhile, Wildfire would be there for her in any way she could, all of her own petty feelings toward Freyja put aside for now in wake of what had happened.

"Me?" she echoed, shaking her head by way of answer. She hoped it was true that Freyja herself was feeling better, though she wondered if she was putting on a front to avoid appearing weak or vulnerable. "I'm glad to hear you're doing a bit better. I can't believe he did that to you." She could feel rage bubbling in the pit of her stomach. "If you ever want someone to talk to about it, I want you to know I'm here. I... went through something similar myself once, a long time ago. I know how hard it can be."