Oh, of that I've no doubt. She's a social butterfly, really. And she's really, really, really sweet. I can't imagine anyone who wouldn't get along with her, really. Unless they were insane, or Isaac. [She's made no secret she hates that man.]
My only worry is drafts, really. She's...not a god. And she's not the greatest fighter, and I can't protect her like I can at home. But I suppose that's a bridge I'll cross when it comes.
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My only worry is drafts, really. She's...not a god. And she's not the greatest fighter, and I can't protect her like I can at home. But I suppose that's a bridge I'll cross when it comes.