But he'd only really had one face in his head. So he'd pursued it, even if he perhaps was still not the most graceful on an artificial leg making his way through hallways he'd only gotten to know better since his dragon had been grounded, as temporary as it was. Fortunately what he lacked in grace he hopefully made up for in charm.
And fortunately, he hadn't been turned away when he found her.
It had been all flirtation until then, and perhaps that was all it would be once they were both ready to stir again. But M'nr had to admit, if only to himself, he couldn't find anything but positives about who he had found himself wrapped up in that morning.
Faesinger