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[unstinting]

[Alcuin's grateful for one of the powers he inherited from his mother, for once- at least he doesn't have to show the whole camp how hard he's been crying. He looks as pretty as ever, but his aura of calm and happiness has been replaced by one of intense purpose.]

I need to learn to fight better than I do. Sword, dagger, bow and arrow, hand to hand- I need to improve my skills. Would anyone be willing to tutor me? I'll owe you a big favour.

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[wokethedragon]

That's nonsense. Fire cannot kill a dragon.

[She holds up her completely unscathed hand to Alcuin. At the very least, that's a part of the Blessing she's proud of.]

[unstinting]

I can see that. I'm glad.

[There are so many ways that could be useful, but he's sure she's thought of them.]

[wokethedragon]

As am I. I would have burned myself many times trying to teach my sons to cook their meat if not for this.

[Fortunately for Dany, there shouldn't be any reason for her to walk headfirst into funeral pyres.]

[unstinting]

I never thought of how dangerous caring for dragons might be for someone without such a skill.

[wokethedragon]

There were others, long ago. Dragon tamers.

[There are entire books about them, though she's not been able to read many of them personally.]

I believe they wore gloves, actually!

[unstinting]

Ah, they'd have to be quite thick.

[This is an almost-mundane conversation to be having. It's kind of soothing, weirdly.]