She considers the explanation and relaxes from her concern for his wellbeing. If this is normal or even useful to him and they won't get into much trouble for risking timespace, what's it to her? Squinting, she rolled her eyes and shook her head at the compare and contrast. "No, you transforming things into reptiles has nothing to do with the strength of my wrists, really. Ask anyone on your team, archers have to have good wrists." She sat up and perked up when the soda jerk came back, bearing two tall cold glasses for them.
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