Tiffany moved to sit beside Alain and reached out to touch his arm gently. "You are a warrior, not a noble, yet you carry yourself with a bearing that commands even the respect of kings. Sir you are the very best of what your people could offer to a kingdom such as ours. While I may not know much of scholars or warring nations I do know a fair amount of how to treat a situation with diplomacy and care. I offer my knowledge to you, for you to do with as you please. If it suits you I will be your consultant or teacher, or whatever pleases milord."<br/><br/>Moire plopped down with a huff next to Alain on the floor. "My begrudging apologies sir. I should have held more respect for a man of your status on the battlefield. My people would be greatly ashamed to hear I had disrespected a fellow warrior in the manner I did." She didn't offer her services, more so out of pride than out of anger. "Please forgive my arrogance."<br/><br/>Amisi remained standing there in stunned silence as she watched the other girls take their places beside him. she wasn't quite sure what to do. Tiffany had raised a good point, but she didn't want to learn to be a warrior. She only wanted to earn her place at his side.