[Siegfried was not used to the sort of anonymity that the city offered him. It was strange-- at once jarring and a tantalizing glimpse of what could have been.

Perhaps it was the sort of life he had granted that boy. Although he had multiple reasons to doubt that this was true... he wanted to believe that he had been able to give someone that which he could never have.]

It is hardly that interesting. You earned your reputation by slaying men, correct?

I earned mine by slaying a dragon.