Back to Basics

[Arle Nadja]

Arle gave Millie's choice of words a brief moment's thought. She'd never heard anyone refer to someone as a 'target' before. ...Come to think of it she'd never heard someone refer to a person as a client in casual conversation either. She understood what the words meant, but it made her pause, if just for a moment, to consider what sort of person might use them in such a manner. Her first thought was that it sounded like Millie was referring to a job and that the words sounded rather formal--professional, even. Aaand that was about as far as she got before the conversation moved on and the thought slipped her mind. Whatever job Millie had, it wasn't familiar to her. A little weird, maybe, but not enough for her to overlook the fact that she was being treated relatively well right now.

Arle's gaze trailed up to Mr. Jingles for a moment. She was tempted to take one of those books from the pile, but resisted the urge to avoid disturbing his throne. She was eager to study, but she could do that any time. She might not get a chance to speak with a friend until--....Well until she was reunited with Warren! You never knew how welcoming these new worlds would be, though in her experience she usually caught a break relatively quickly. Giving Millie's question some thought, Arle came to a rather abrupt realization.

"There are dragons here too?" Arle blurted out rather curiously. She'd been in a great many worlds over her time traveling, but most of them hadn't had any dragons in them--not that she was aware of, anyway. They usually made themselves known when they were around if you hung out in a specific world for long enough. "...Y'know, it's been a long time since I've eaten dragon." Arle went on to muse aloud. It was difficult to argue with the comfortingly familiar taste of some beef curry, but the refreshing taste of dragon shank was also one she remembered fondly, if only because it wasn't exactly served in school. You had to leave the village for food like that. "But uh--I guess because there's nothing left for me to learn from them." Arle went on to explain with a little shrug of her ornately armored shoulders.

"I'd kinda like to get back to school, honestly, but I guess I can't do that until I figure out what I'm here for." Arle finished. She distinctly reembered last time she'd found herself trapped in a new world without any way to get back. It hadn't lasted, but it was decidedly a stressful experience. Would this be more of the same in that regard, or was there more to her stay here than a quick vacation?