Deep trouble for the new Demon Blade Meister

"Yeah, my life is never really out of jeopardy. Quite a few insane maniacs want a dragon scale or two for themselves. Perhaps even the whole dragon." He says.

"Oh...so you risk your life to protect Yurio? I see....do you have a place to stay? Since your my meister and all, I guess you can live with me....I mean if its okay! Don't get the wrong idea!"

"I sorta just build a tent outside somewhere and sleep or just sleep by a fire. A dragon doesn't exactly fit within a house." He replies. "But seeing as you have a dragon door, I guess I could stay with you."

"Oh good! Because I do need a little monitoring...and I suppose I could use some extra help around the he house....so I appreciate it..." She walks insides the house, offering the door to Glyndwr to come inside. "I even got a spare room...for you to sleep in...I think, or you could sleep in mine! And I sleep on the couch."

"I kinda cannot get up, because way too tired. Help?" He says. Yurio walks over to him and sits alongside. "The dragon is too lazy to help."

"Oh! Of course!" Rosanna ran towards, grabbing his back and bending her knees, effortlessly lifting him up and bringing him into the house. "Is there any place in particular you would like to rest?"

"No, not really." He says. "Anywhere is fine."

"Okay good!" She sets him down onto the couch and sits on the chair adjacent, putting her hands on her lap and sighed. "So we're partners now huh...and you look...a bit younger than I am...this would be rather odd I have to admit"

"I'm taller, though." He said.

"Yeah cuz height really matters...How old are you anyway?  If you need know my age, I'm 19...It shouldn't matter much, Just sit on the couch and I'll bring you some tea!" She retreats to the kitchen, getting out the supplies she needs, as she sets the tea pot on the stove to boil.

"I'm 15." He says, louder than before so she can hear him while in the kitchen.

"15?! Oh dear...I'm having a 15 year old living with me....I hope I won't get in any trouble, and I'm too young to be your mother...or a guardian..." She just sat there in disbelief, still pouring the cup the tea as it overflowed through the teacup.

"I'm too tall to be suspected a 15 year old by just anyone." He says. "Anyway, it's all fine."