Shadow Dragon Slayer

              “No. I simply meant that I don’t need lessons from someone who’s only a few years my senior. If there were to be anyone that would give me such a talk, I would assume it to be someone like my father. But we both know that isn’t happening.” Not that she’d want it to happen anyway.

               ”Besides— I already know everything I need to know about that.”

               ”That’s not something that I necessarily need lessons on. Especially not from the likes of you. I know full well what such a thing does, and how it works.” To say she was becoming embarrassed by such conversations would be an understatement. After all, that wasn’t something that she heard about on a daily basis.

               That is, unless she counted a certain guild master talking about certain…endeavors on occasion. But that was generally something she had learned to tune out. 

          “I would imagine not. Besides, you don’t strike me as the type of person to be interested in women like that anyway.” Regardless, that wasn’t of any interest to her.

          “Even if that were the case, I imagine that if they were to do such a thing, they would have done so during the games, and I didn’t see a single one of them doing anything near that.” The Games were the best time to show off anything that could be considered really impressive, after all.

          Well, at least he was smart enough to recognize that. “Probably a wise decision on your end.” Nobody wanted to deal with an angry, grumpy, dragon, after all. And clean up of bodies was so difficult, after all.

          “So in other words, you haven’t achieved the ability to do that yet, correct? You haven’t achieved that popular of status that women simply flock to you when they see you walk down the street?”