[ Wrathion nods, unquestioning. His expression is hard, determined. ]
How good are you with that dagger?
[ She has one, but that isn't the same as being able to use it. No judgement on his part, for all he knows she could be an expert with a different weapon. This is an assessment, purely, of how much he should expect to be managing the fight on his own or how much she can do herself.
If she can hold her own, he can hold back. If she cannot, he might need to start casting. He'd rather not, rather keep some of that to himself, but if the young dragon is in danger he won't let it suffer purely to keep his own secrets. ]
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How good are you with that dagger?
[ She has one, but that isn't the same as being able to use it. No judgement on his part, for all he knows she could be an expert with a different weapon. This is an assessment, purely, of how much he should expect to be managing the fight on his own or how much she can do herself.
If she can hold her own, he can hold back. If she cannot, he might need to start casting. He'd rather not, rather keep some of that to himself, but if the young dragon is in danger he won't let it suffer purely to keep his own secrets. ]