Dragoncrest Cliffs Lapis

she was right, obviously, it wasn't hard to decipher scents-- especially such a strong one, and especially Dio's. she just continued staring, appearing to sort through possible words and actions. the thought of fighting her was still fresh on her mind, and truthfully the skayona felt she could win-- though she most certainly would get her ass handed to her. but that felt wrong, and lately Portia had been getting better and choosing right over wrong.

she swallowed. "how is your leg?" she asked, not answering the bandrona's question, "shouldn't you be away?" the second question was a poor choice of words, but she too was trying to keep her emotions stable. she was fully ready to fight Wildfire for her own damn man, but common sense reminded her how terrible of a decision that would be and to remain civil. besides maybe courting Wildfire herself, she didn't have a good reason to be out here, so she played her usual role of caretaker.