Sleeping Dragon what you need is an older guy,

sivaak’s crimson eyes rested upon sobeille, great contemplation upon her scarred face. expression unreadable but heavy with thought. if he overpowers you, she said, he proves himself strong.

she pauses for a moment, head tilting as if mulling over what she'd say, and then her teeth click. she says: but that does not mean you are weak. and at sobeille's great hesitation, the disgust that screws up her face, sivaak knows what has bled her mind then. it is a rancid possibility, but one all too possible. a cruel obstacle. but one that could make a girl stronger. better or for worse.

then you wait. and when he sleeps, you kill.

and that is that.

the question about children gave sivaak pause. she said nothing, and was nothing, for quite some time, staring off into the distant horizon, a face full of no emotion and repulsive scars. and after a long silence, she says: none. but not for lack of trying. no man has yet bested sivaak... she trails off. that sivaak was not related to.