The much older researcher had just been proven wrong about young Qatrand, but unlike his husband… he was quite fine with that. Rather than sulk and get defensive, he could respond like an adult.
"I'm impressed you picked up on that so quickly. You seem to have a very good grasp of sigil theory. I assure you we also know to triple check every inch of sigil work after every containment breach."
The tall young 'swordsman' - clearly muscular underneath the well fitting black blazer - rested a hand on the hilt of her heavy sword to guide it from striking the forest floor while squatting down. Her black hair was still secured at the base of her neck… and she rather appreciated the constraint.
Always wearing the long hair unbound outside of training for the sake of 'appearances' seemed even sillier now that she tried it! A small idea about how to make the style both useful and appealing to her cute wife started to form.
