Dragonscale wanted to be a better leader. One that doesn't get distracted by her feelings.

At some point, the whole title of being bandits was completely washed away. They had the store, and nobody else was really left. Maybe if they put energy into boosting their confidence, they could go back to the good ol' days?

Right now, everyone was weighed down by personal things. Dragonscale was willing to get them to talk about it- just as Ghost had to her!

She felt herself accidentally bump into something while she was walking to the kitchen, plopping on the ground. She looked up- and it was you!

Dragonscale scrambled up as you ask her for some help with heating some water for the small group to bathe in. She happily agreed! Putting her fire blowing powers to use was always a great thing.

She held the bucket up in the air, a light flame erupting from her mouth to spew under the pot.

You muttered something about wanted to help her. She nearly choked on the small fire, sucking it back in. She lowered the bot, friendly eyes widened.

"You can!"

Dragonscale paused for a moment to think, staring at the slightly boiling water before gazing back at you.

"How... are you feeling?"