Small conversations
"It's a Dragon Physique," he said, shattering the women's expectations like a mirror breaking into pieces... They didn't know what to do. They simply lost all composure.
"Dear..." Samira murmured. "Y-yes?" Strax asked, feeling a bit scared seeing the blank look on her face. He had never seen her so serious before. "Are you okay, dear?" Strax continued, since Samira didn't respond immediately.
The first thing she did was sit down again. Like a robot, she moved stiffly and there she was, between Beatrice and Monica. The silence was almost palpable... but it was broken by a long, heavy sigh...