Ask why she's not fighting

"I.... Hey, how come you're not fighting in here like everybody else?" You look up and ask her.

Nora laughs and reaches down to rub the top of your head. It's a bit embarrassing, but it feels pretty nice, so you secretly lean into it with a bit of pressure.

"Ah, I was already the Champion last year. I might fight if I see somebody that I'm not sure I could take, but I've nothing to prove to myself anymore. I'm quite happy with where I am at the moment."

You purr in response, quite happy with you are too, as you nestle and rub your head against the palm of her hand. Her gently smile spreads, and after a bit longer, she pats you on the head twice and retracts her hand. You're a bit upset about it.

"But how come?" You press further. "We're all here to learn how to fight!"

"I've already learned." Nora shrugs.

"But.... isn't it fun?" You tilt your head curiously.

Nora pauses for a while at that, looking away from you to scan over the rest of the tent contemplatively. Once she's finished her slow sweep, she turns her head back to you. Her neutral expression breaks back into a warm smile. "Yes, I suppose it is, isn't it?" She reaches down and gives your head another quick rub, then straightens back up to her standing position.