"Yes, my love. Just a quick bite, nothing more. I'm not sure I have much of an appetite after seeing so much food splattered all over the place." He was tempted to recount his days growing up, about how he had little to eat during a famine, and how he was particularly offended when food was simply wasted like that. Before long, they reached the kitchen.

"Training should be almost half-over, Thayva. Hmm. Arjun usually comes up here for his daily massage, so I can get the food ready if you want me to. You'll be busy soon enough." For a dracon family, that sort of caress was strictly for a mother and her children. Male dracons simply did not do that.

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Laura grinned at that. "Just a couple? Are you made of glass or something?" She got up and stretched. "Don't worry, I'll go easy on you girls." For this part of the training, mats were laid out by the instructors, who then gave the students some room. It wasn't as formal as an arena, but they only had so much room. Laura assumed a combat stance, betraying her cockiness. "Okay, who wants to get beaten by me first?"

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Aurelian had finished his fight. It was a draw, and as expected, his muscles were an aching mess. Still, he wasn't unhappy. He sat down next to nick, recovering from his bout. Jorn sat next to them as well, holding his right foot in his hands. As a halfling, he had large feet for his size, and while adults of his species were famous for never using footwear, he had not yet developed the level of durability needed to not complain about it. Not that he'd ever consider using footwear. A halfling like him would much rather eat mud before doing that.

"Ooh, look, a lizardfolk and a dracon. Battle of the reptiles."