"We have legends about Dragons too though it's hard to tell what's fact or fiction anymore. Walking through Brooklyn sort of makes it hard to believe in tales from thousands and thousands of years ago." She smiled again. It was easy for Freya to talk to others, even if they had very little in common when it came to their homes.

She saw it as another way to learn. A way to experiance the world around her in a view that she might not have had otherwise.

"So what do you do here? I mean as a Knight. Surly there are people you want to protect." Freya leaned forward slightly, her bright blonde hair spilling over her shoulder.