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30.Nov.12, 08:04 AM
R’nd wasn’t sure if words of encouragement or reminders that he was there with B’jin were wise but he wasn’t sure if silence was the way to go either. B’jin seemed pretty focused on venting his frustration, anger, pain, and denial at Talian and R’nd was more than happy to let that happen. Talian didn’t seem bothered by it and while the bluerider suspected none of it was truly meant, he couldn’t help but be glad he wasn’t being insulted. He already felt useless and borderline ready to bolt at the slightest showing that B’jin truly didn’t need or want him around so to have even the mumbled insults as they nearly dragged his dead weight – purposely done, naturally – to the Healing Hall thrown his way would have shattered him.
He wouldn’t leave though! He couldn’t. He wasn’t the type to abandon a friend when they were need and even if his feelings were hurt, R’nd would stay until he knew everything was fine. So he finally opted for staying quiet as they shuffled through the weyr on their journey, his fingers occasionally giving in and finding B’jin’s hand to gently rub in a sign he was there. It was still odd how that ended up becoming something special between them. R’nd could recall holding hands with his lover of the moment but never did he pay attention to the way their hands fit together or take a simple and quiet joy in the feel of a hand softened by dragon oil under his own. That thought kept his mind from drifting to dangerous things like B’jin’s health or anger towards him for the remainder of the walk.
When they reached the Healing Hall, R’nd had to admit he was impressed by the way Talian sent people scattering away from them. It just showed how smart he had been to hold his tongue for the walk and continued to do so as they found a place to tend to B’jin. R’nd nodded in agreement – he really didn’t know if that room was better than any other one – and helped get B’jin settled in as needed. He didn’t go far after that though. Talian may have been scary in his Healer role but R’nd had decided he really wasn’t going anywhere and not even a glare would send him scurrying away and the look of determination to stay right where he was that the bluerider gave said exactly that.
Then again…
“B’jin, I’d rather stay with you but I’ll wait outside if you want privacy right now,” in the end, it didn’t matter what Talian or R’nd wanted; B’jin was the patient and the victim and his voice was the one to listen for.
He wouldn’t leave though! He couldn’t. He wasn’t the type to abandon a friend when they were need and even if his feelings were hurt, R’nd would stay until he knew everything was fine. So he finally opted for staying quiet as they shuffled through the weyr on their journey, his fingers occasionally giving in and finding B’jin’s hand to gently rub in a sign he was there. It was still odd how that ended up becoming something special between them. R’nd could recall holding hands with his lover of the moment but never did he pay attention to the way their hands fit together or take a simple and quiet joy in the feel of a hand softened by dragon oil under his own. That thought kept his mind from drifting to dangerous things like B’jin’s health or anger towards him for the remainder of the walk.
When they reached the Healing Hall, R’nd had to admit he was impressed by the way Talian sent people scattering away from them. It just showed how smart he had been to hold his tongue for the walk and continued to do so as they found a place to tend to B’jin. R’nd nodded in agreement – he really didn’t know if that room was better than any other one – and helped get B’jin settled in as needed. He didn’t go far after that though. Talian may have been scary in his Healer role but R’nd had decided he really wasn’t going anywhere and not even a glare would send him scurrying away and the look of determination to stay right where he was that the bluerider gave said exactly that.
Then again…
“B’jin, I’d rather stay with you but I’ll wait outside if you want privacy right now,” in the end, it didn’t matter what Talian or R’nd wanted; B’jin was the patient and the victim and his voice was the one to listen for.
