Cole nodded, "oh, well whatever."
Siarra sighed. "Come on, have a little respect."
"Hey, I have all the respect." Cole defended himself, "I wanted to be one when I was a child."
"Well part of respecting it is knowing the difference between a sorceress and a mage." Siarra mumbled. "I haven't even gotten into the whole thing of being the Sorceress, and I'm still feeling offended."
"Whatever." Cole said, "I'm already being your knight so we'll learn as we go."
Siarra shook her head. "No respect." She muttered.
"If I had no respect then I wouldn't be here." Cole muttered.
"I mean for me." Siarra mumbled. "At least that's how it feels. Like you don't respect me."
"How can I not respect you?" Cole asked, "after all you're so...." He stopped midsentence.
Siarra smirked. "I'm so what?"
"Nothing," Cole dismissed it off. "we should hurry up before they actually catch us."
"Hey!" Siarra stopped. "I'm so 'nothing'?! You can't leave it at that!"
"Let's go," Cole walked a bit faster, pulling Siarra. He clearly didn't want to change the topic.
"Cole answer me!" Siarra demanded, jerking from his grip.
"No, it's already too late for that." He kept on persisting. "I'm not going to tell you..."
"Tell me now before I send a lightning bolt down on your a.ss!" Siarra growled. She knew she didn't even know how to do that, but she hoped the empty threat would work.
Cole started running like there was no tomorrow.
Siarra whimpered, trying to run after him but unable to keep up and quickly growing tired. She had to stop, panting.
Eventually Cole turned around to check and saw Siarra stop. Cole came to a stop too. "Are you okay?"
Siarra leaned heavily on a wall, shaking her head.