Moonspear Are you a parking ticket? Because you’ve got “fine” written all over you.

Ah, this girl (who upon closer reflection, had a muddy scent, and a more boyish face, and coltish body — but that did not mean they were not a girl as he first considered, only that Marius was confused utterly in the moment —) ... she was a homebody. A good way to be, he thought, but not for himself. Marius excluded himself from such a boring life and was glad to do it.

Besides, a woman's place was in the home. She couldn't very well be there if she was out learning of the world's charms, and being a harlot, and all of that. Marius was pleased by the answer the strange child gave, and waved his tail for a few beats.

I am extraordinary because of all the places I've seen, people I've spoken to! I have been as far north as you can imagine, and... well, pretty far south but at some points that becomes too hot and dry, and it isn't as fun for me. There are many homesteads, villages like yours, kingdoms — he prattled on.

Although, I suppose the title is self-given, so it isn't really as great as it sounds. I mean to say, I have been all over the place in my many years. What about your home? I suppose if you've only been here, you know it quite well. A pivot, to keep the girl talking while he caught his breath and decided for himself if he would pass through the area, stay for a while, or go and never look back.