His eyes glinted with something akin to a mischivous, amused expression.<i>"That, that be why I pick druids. More willfull, much smarter... If I be remembered, I be remembered for doing the hard task, no the easy way..."</i>He chuckled, offering her another spoonfull while setting the bowl down to pat her head, thick digits trailing through her matted hair. His bear skin cloak resting over his shoulders and down his back.<i>"Some day, I be proud of you, and you be proud of me... A'right?"</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>