“Of course I’ll help... for a price, of course.”

Marisa looks up at Hel, eyes wide, focusing not on her Nohrian origins but instead on the skin tones on her face and hands, her jaw dropping.

“If it makes you feel any better, I had trouble with my dragon powers too, you know.”

Kam walked next to his sister, rubbing his hands together.

Leo felt... odd to say the least.  It felt like eons since he wore something aside from his Dark Knight armor.  Forrest’s outfits were certainly different from typical Nohrian outfits.  So many ruffles and elaborate patterns.

“Oi, now I know yer the one who’s been buggin’ m’Boss a whole lo’, and I don’t appreciate it, y’hear--”

Oh.

Oh no.

Oh. No.

She’s gorgeous.

Wonderful people

Kind, caring, and sweet

Cute and attractive

Deserving all the nice things in life

Amazing friends

“With all due respect Lady Hel, you can leave this matter to me. If there’s a rumour of Hoshidans taking refuge in Macarath, it’s my duty and mine alone to sort it out.”

Trying to keep a calm face, Raza wore a polite smile to hide the panic going through her mind. After catching wind that someone from Windmire was sent to Macarath to find out whether there were Hoshidans hiding here, she had tried to fend off any ‘help’ sent here in hopes of keeping her Hoshidan ally safe while they were recovering. The last thing she was expecting was for someone to come here anyway.

Orphie elected to leave whatever she meant alone, though part of what she said stood out to her-

“A clan? Of dragons”

“Yeah!” Nowi nodded, crouching down and doodling in the dirt of the courtyard. “There used to be small tribes that roamed Nohr and Hoshido. There were Divine Dragons like me, and wolf dragons, and fox dragons, and... all sorts of dragons!”

Her smile faltered, and she stopped drawing after a moment.