Greer didn't think either one of them had won much, but decided not to comment on it. "I suppose if your work doesn't really require it, it's not a big deal. Mine doesn't." Being a seamstress wasn't exactly anything she had learned in school. Everything she needed to complete the work was gleaned from lessons at home or through pure trial and error. She had gotten good at it through pure determination and stubbornness. Plus she liked to have something to excel at. At least this made her money as well. And she would never truly be out of work.

"I'm Greer by the way." Across their couple of run-ins (though the first had been a little more antagonistic), she realized that she hadn't any idea what the man's name was, only that he was a little grumpy and was interested in dragons. He knew far too much about her and her circumstances now, he should at least have a name to go with the sad orphan story.