[ Helga is waiting. She had only needed to get a few things. They are in a small pouch, the string of which is long enough to go across her shoulder. ]
Good afternoon, my Lord.
[ Helga smiles. It's not the flying she is worried about, not exactly. Instead, Helga is slightly afraid of heights. ]
[To Action!]
Good afternoon, my Lord.
[ Helga smiles. It's not the flying she is worried about, not exactly. Instead, Helga is slightly afraid of heights. ]
I am ready when you are.