[ A simple statement, without humour or sarcasm. It's better to hear that his kind of dragon isn't prone to random attacks or devouring people. That'd be highly inconvenient.
"Police" doesn't mean anything as a force, but the action, that she can understand. So the dragons served on a guard of some kind, as a peacekeeping force. She's been listening the whole time with a look of quiet attentiveness and concentration: forcing herself to hear what it is he's saying, juggling her own preconceptions the whole time.
We're born from eggs as well, though we tend to be the size of a human child. Curious, and different from how most people are born on her world. There's a niggling curiosity for if his birth can be more comparable to the emergence of a spirit in the Fade... particularly when she looks him over.
Humans don't lay eggs. Anything sporting a child-sized individual wouldn't pass through a human system, even taking into account some of the larger humans in her experience. They're not so different from elves that she really needs to imagine a human woman in labour over an egg, but as most races running around on Thedas go, even the Qunari didn't give birth to small children. ]
Are you widely accepted in your roles as peacekeepers?
[ Is his world more accepting of magic? He calls it unique powers, and she believes that: as unique magical abilities. It's not so strange from that standpoint in the end. ]
Where do your eggs come from? I can't imagine anyone of the size you indicate laying them, for various... [ she moved her hand, rolling her wrist to make a small, encompassing gesture — "physically impossible" ] ... reasons.
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[ A simple statement, without humour or sarcasm. It's better to hear that his kind of dragon isn't prone to random attacks or devouring people. That'd be highly inconvenient.
"Police" doesn't mean anything as a force, but the action, that she can understand. So the dragons served on a guard of some kind, as a peacekeeping force. She's been listening the whole time with a look of quiet attentiveness and concentration: forcing herself to hear what it is he's saying, juggling her own preconceptions the whole time.
We're born from eggs as well, though we tend to be the size of a human child. Curious, and different from how most people are born on her world. There's a niggling curiosity for if his birth can be more comparable to the emergence of a spirit in the Fade... particularly when she looks him over.
Humans don't lay eggs. Anything sporting a child-sized individual wouldn't pass through a human system, even taking into account some of the larger humans in her experience. They're not so different from elves that she really needs to imagine a human woman in labour over an egg, but as most races running around on Thedas go, even the Qunari didn't give birth to small children. ]
Are you widely accepted in your roles as peacekeepers?
[ Is his world more accepting of magic? He calls it unique powers, and she believes that: as unique magical abilities. It's not so strange from that standpoint in the end. ]
Where do your eggs come from? I can't imagine anyone of the size you indicate laying them, for various... [ she moved her hand, rolling her wrist to make a small, encompassing gesture — "physically impossible" ] ... reasons.