[ Why, look right there at that handsome face striding her way. What woman doesn't love an attractive (dragon) knight in shining armor arriving to sweep her off her feet?

Except, spoilers, she's already off her feet. ]

I'm afraid not. I must say though, the scenery here is quite a sight.

[ That means you by the way, Siegfried. Her charming smile never once wavers as she peers up at him through her lashes, though as she speaks again her tone takes on an apologetic quality. ]

But if I could impose on you momentarily...? The travel here seems to have left my legs aching more than anticipated.

[ Which would explain why she's currently seated on the ground with one leg pulled in close to her body and the other kicked out. Thanks, no thanks, to the runes that glow soft on her skin, the mark of the destroyer traveling up her arms and bare shoulders until they start fading into her skin at the crook of her neck.

Offer the lady a hand, will you? ]