[ Chyler runs her fingers over the little disks under her shirt. ]
You're right. [ She says it quietly. She looks at the little girl anew. With phrasing like skilled warrior, she seems archaic, but that's not so much of a surprise in this place. ] They were skilled warriors too. They died fighting.
no worries!
You're right. [ She says it quietly. She looks at the little girl anew. With phrasing like skilled warrior, she seems archaic, but that's not so much of a surprise in this place. ] They were skilled warriors too. They died fighting.
[ Taking a guess: ] Is your brother here?