originally posted in:The New Dojo
"...a child, nonetheless. Do not take that as an insult, but our enemies do not show mercy to any soul."
[i]Freya would not look at Lilly as she said this, but instead Cain, a stare almost identical to his own look. Though there was a simple softness in Freya's own glare - a protective one, if anything.[/i]
"You may come inside and sit down, if you'd like."
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“You seem familiar.” Cain suddenly said in a near outburst. “Very...familiar. I cannot put my finger on it.”
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"...I don't recall meeting a member of the Dojo, but.. perhaps we can speak inside?" [i]Freya, while drawn in by Cain's outburst, would hold the tent's entrance open. The war table sat clean, with many chairs for sitting inside.[/i]
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“Yes! That works.” Lilly agreed as she eyed Cain with a confused look, walking under Freya’s arm as she entered the tent. Cain eyed the fiery haired woman still as he walked cautiously towards the entrance.