My head shakes when I sleep too long, And my mom cries when I sing this song
The fact that there wouldn't be flying ice around if it were anyone other than Morgan training is a point Hester has to concede to the other woman, no sassy comeback or or technicality leaving the younger woman. Her joke seems to go over well though, drawing a smile from the usually serious Captain. It's a single, shining moment, Hester's own smile growing even wider, which makes it all the more uncomfortable when the topic stumbles into tragedy.
At least she manages to bridge to something else, however sloppy the execution of the shift is. Morgan seems to take to it easily though, and Hester is happy to talk for as long as the woman is willing to look at her.
"I absolutely do not want to be Warden." Hester answers almost immediately, shaking her head for effect. Taking care of all the people of Snowcloak, overseeing it all. It sounded exhausting, and she knew what she was about. She wanted to travel, to play her music, and to have an easier life than her parents, her siblings. "I'm not really the type for it."
At least she manages to bridge to something else, however sloppy the execution of the shift is. Morgan seems to take to it easily though, and Hester is happy to talk for as long as the woman is willing to look at her.
"I absolutely do not want to be Warden." Hester answers almost immediately, shaking her head for effect. Taking care of all the people of Snowcloak, overseeing it all. It sounded exhausting, and she knew what she was about. She wanted to travel, to play her music, and to have an easier life than her parents, her siblings. "I'm not really the type for it."
Hester
