The knight girl's expression was impossible to see, but she nodded in approval when the female Dragonslayer mentioned how a dragon could be slain in any manner by those who at least had the knowledge and skills and the numbers to properly pull off a slaying. Or, well, if you were a Dragonslayer. Normal humans, after all, fell quite short of Dragonslayers and did need numbers and trickery to hope to slay a dragon.

"Well, my father [i]says[/i] he could slay a dragon through skill alone..." she said, her voice taking on a somewhat more worried tone then it had previously carried. "But I'm not sure I believe him. Please, please keep an eye out for him. He may have made it through the bandits, but... he... thinks more of himself then he actually is."

The girl paused for a moment, and then swiftly raised her hands and waved them, rather amusingly for someone in full plate armor. "Don't... don't tell him I said that. He's still a brave knight! Just... please, like I said... if you find him, tell him I'm looking for him. My name is Alexandria Carthing, of Maison."