"Alright."

"I think it might be good to force the confrontation with Alduin sooner rather than later - I suspect his power's increasing over time - even if we technically could afford to wait. You guys good for moving in the next day or two?"

"I am. Kitten?"

"Quite ready."

"There you have it."

"Heh. I'll let Meridia know to stop messing with her super weapon and start working on opening the way into Sovngarde - Alduin's hiding out in the Nordic afterlife, apparently, or at least Jyggalag claimed he was? Which means we don't wanna blow up the entire plane but bystanders should be all unkillable."

"That is good news."

"I'll let you guys know when we have a more certain time to attack."

"All right. Do you want to go back or wander around here, kitten?"

"That depends. Will Glint pout at me if I cause chaos?"

"A bit! Pick as many fights as you like with dragons, or the dragon priests - they're undead guys who used to serve the dragons - but please avoid wiping out any mortal settlements."

"Then I might like to go dragon hunting."

"Oh, that sounds fun."

"For what it's worth, they don't perma-die unless someone steals their soul, but they don't auto-resurrect and I think Alduin's the only one inclined to and capable of sticking them back."

"I might try stealing a soul, then, see what happens!"

"We can hang it on the wall above the mantle. When we get a place with a wall. And a mantle."

She laughs. "Are the parts useful for anything, speaking of?"

"Basically all of them! I don't want non-soul-stolen dragons in my Realm but I can probably finagle a dump point for bodies?"

"The bodies don't get reused when they're resurrected?"

"They regenerate from whatever damage's been done. I think Alduin just needs a small bit of them, and possibly not even that since they weren't made embodied; hiding or destroying the entire body would probably slow him down, though - he's been targeting where dragons were buried, probably for a reason."

"It would just be a little awkward, to have your dragonhide shoes grow fangs again and bite your feet off."

She laughs. "A bit! Though it's not something Alduin can do from a distance, at least, he's been right next to the graves all the times I've heard of."

"I'll try stealing the soul of any dragons we're turning into shoes, how about?"

"Sounds good to me."

Quick kiss. "Off to terrorize the draconic population, then? We can pick out the prettiest ones for stealing parts off - you'd be rather dashing in a suit of scales."

"You think so?"