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(She is less subtle, by far, than a certain other lady from her world. Maybe she should be more careful, but why? This is fun. The Dothraki have rubbed off on her. No, get your mind out of the gutter. Not like that for a long time at least.)

What do you look for in a partner? When you are under the influence of the moons, who do you gravitate towards?

(People who are good for you or people who are a bit naughty?)

Any regrets?

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I know the feeling! (It would be nice to love and be loved without it involving daggers in the chest.) Flings... I think that's what they are called? Can help.

I indulged in the East and I have indulged since I came to Lunatia.

Flings? Like one-night-stands?

[It's not that Rey doesn't get the concept or know they exist. It just doesn't seem like something for her. But wow does she know a thing about stabbing and being stabbed, oh boy.]

Don't think fucking some stranger would be a good place to start. Not right now, anyway. [And not for her.]

With friends. (She adds; there is no reason to be unsafe about it. Disease and such aside, strangers can spread the worst rumors.)

It's your choice and everyone has different feelings about it. For me, it helps me feel...connected. Stronger.

Ah. Makes sense.

[She's been to the seedier corners of Level 3, but never thought to visit most of the sketchy establishments there for that reason.]

Think it would be easier, with someone trustworthy -- a... friend. [If she even has one of those. Pretty sure she does.] Don't know. The thing about not thinking about these things much before, is that there's been almost too much time to think of them now.

[And she's had some Thoughts, whether she wanted to or not.]

You might be thinking about it too much. (That too can be a problem.) Why not invite an acquaintance to your home for a drink? Once you are relaxed, you can broach the subject - or not. Either way you can spend the evening with a friend.

...

[Oof.]

Don't... really have a home. Just end up, ah. Crashing, wherever. Guess if it's the other way around that'd work, though...

Why are you without a home? (Now she is worried. Is it because of the lack of... Ah. That must be it.) My door is open to you. I have places you can...crash.

[It's a number of things. A muffled, nervous laugh escapes her throat, like she's covering her face.]

It's fine. Appreciate the offer, though. Just... not looking to settle anywhere at the moment. Bouncing from place to place has worked out so far.

[That's how it's always been for her.]

Well if you change your mind, the offer stands. (Who could hate a little dragon peeking at you while you sleep? Drogon is just a curious boy.)

Might just take you up on that. [Probably not through the front door but a window, because that's how Rey rolls.

[She would not mind being watched over by a baby freaking dragon, though.]

You are welcome. (Windows usually stay partially open because Drogon likes to take flight at random.) Drogon likes you.

[It's not breaking and entering if she's been invited now, is it.]

Ah, does he? [There's an audible smile in her voice.] Like him, too. Never met a dragon before.

(See? A loophole.)

He has a keen sense of people. (And she pays attention to his judgement.) I don't think he would raise a single fuss if you visited unexpectedly.

What do you think of them?

Will take that as a ringing endorsement.

[Always listen to your dragon.]

Not sure. Never thought about them much. [She scoffs.] Was always compared to the salamander, frankly -- the fire elemental, that is. Think "the Dragon" would have made a better nickname.

You should.

(Her sweet boy is wise beyond his years. ~~And beyond hers.~~)

Dragons are beautiful. Salamanders... (She frowns, nose wrinkling.) are more...cute, aren't they?

Real salamanders sort of are, yeah. The occult version varies. [Rey might have looked them up at one point for the sake of her own curiosity.] Some described them as being more devil-like, or a bird, or a dog with wings. No matter what dumbass form they looked, they were always connected to fire in some way. Made out of flames, immune to burning, sleeps in embers...

So the moniker wasn't entirely unfounded.

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I sort of wish I could see one that looks like a devil or a dog with wings. (They can live with her too, it's fine.) They sound like the best companion for a dragon.

(Unless the dragon wants to be alone and/or is hungry.)

No, I suppose not. If you go by those definitions, I'm salamander-like too.

Could draw one up for you sometime. Have a photographic memory.

[Rey's no artist, but she's... passable.]

That right? You breathe fire, too? [Because Rey totally can, though usually only when she's pissed or under duress.]

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