Getting to know you~getting to know all about you~

It was faintly amusing, to hear a slave decide what would be a waste of his resources or not. She furrowed her brow, and hugged her shoulder. All little mannerisms that spoke of what was going on inside her mind. Confusion, worry. Did she think his offer was a test?

He didn't speak for a moment, and when he opened his maw once more, the words might seem disconnected from their conversation. “There is a part of my grandfather's legacy that lives on in the Armada because of the journey his life took.” He said thoughtfully. He sighed, and stretched out before sitting on his rump in the crossroads entry to the Gorge. To go right would be to journey to the rapids. Left took them into the deepest woods. But forward offered the most variety. “All slaves in the Armada are offered education, with the expectation and intention that they could win their freedom one day. Slave isn’t the highest rank you can achieve in the Armada, Teegra” He said, taking the name his wife had asked of her. “It’s the lowest. So yes, I think that the head of your father would change your life. It would afford you the chance to learn something about yourself. Do you have what it takes?”


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