“My dragon talks a bunch, but I don’t mind. It helps make my cottage feel less lonely. That’s not a problem you have, obviously.” Even if nobody else is home right now, this is clearly a multi-person household; which has its pros, but even if it is quiet there’s also a sense of luxury for her in having the run of an entire cottage to herself.

“You think so too? Yeah, it’s okay… Is there a carrot or something you want cut up? I want to try this.” She likes the grip, and her dragon is rumbling agreement in her ears, so, Absinthe moves on to the next obvious thing. She should also practice stabbing people and things with the knife, but the inside of this house is not the best place for that.