Falls of the Hinterlands But you fuck so good

The turn this took was less than expected.
The old man seemed...not pleased, but not exactly pissed. Understanding, maybe? 
The black female seemed more cautious, but for now wasn't an issue.

As the black-white spoke, Nyra waved her tail once as it sat above her spine. He seemed genuine...
"I didn't anticipate seeing you again either. My strength is hard earned, as is every warrior's. You're not half bad yourself, by the way." She quirked the briefest bit of a grin. Genuine as she was, it was still best to tread with caution. There was no guarantee any of the Saints were out this far, so if this turned ugly, she'd likely be on her own.