“You’re right. I’ve lost a few that way. Gold n’ glory aside - injuries n’ death are certain for a knight.” Barrett sounded sincere for once.
“By that logic, that would make me a kid to you.” The Siren looked up at the colossal cat.
“There’s a few qualities I look for; strength, fortitude, obedience, apathy… plus swordsmanship and equine skills - those last two can be taught o’course.”
Callan smiled from Flor to Waffle. “I’ll take your word for it. I’m so hungry, I wouldn’t say no to a weeks old gruel right now.”
Jack didn’t know what the teens were talking about, but he could certainly smell food. He giggled as waffle ruffled his hair.