[ Warrior watches as the children hurry off to complete their task given to them by Firion, the one boy in particular looking back to them, seeming to hesitate almost, before he also hurries off with the others.
When Firion speaks, he cants his head upwards and looks to the other, curious with how one could be so adept at taking care of rambunctious children. Perhaps it was a skill he could learn himself while here. ]
Perhaps you will become a teacher here. [ He pushes himself up then, dusting off his knees. ] Or a babysitter, as they call it.
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When Firion speaks, he cants his head upwards and looks to the other, curious with how one could be so adept at taking care of rambunctious children. Perhaps it was a skill he could learn himself while here. ]
Perhaps you will become a teacher here. [ He pushes himself up then, dusting off his knees. ] Or a babysitter, as they call it.