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22.Jul.13, 04:51 AM
D'ren smiled slowly. It was nice to hear that Ravana had been keeping out of trouble. He'd been near sick with worry the last time she got herself in trouble; if B'run wanted to do the right thing and get in S'kef's face, that was his own business, but Ravana was out of her league. It was terrible brave to do what she'd done, but D'ren sincerely hoped she would back off and let B'run handle it from there on out. He couldn't stand the idea of it escalating and the gentle-natured greenrider getting herself hurt. She'd been dealt enough bad hands in life.
I'm sure she'll be fine Ronarth chimed. The bronze didn't notice D'ren's inner feelings of guilt, but he could sense that something was wrong. He did as he always did, reassuring D'ren on his most surface worry and assuming that the problem would be solved. D'ren smiled inwardly and reassured the dragon in return. You're right. She's smart he commented, letting it go at that.
It was good that Ravana had B'run to protect her, but B'run shouldn't be the one facing S'kef, either. D'ren thought that he should be the one...it was his problem. The whole situation was of his own creation. He'd failed, and now everyone else had to deal with a monster of his making. He should be the one dealing with it, but instead he was sitting around doing nothing. 'Guilt' hardly described his feelings, but he was no fool. He was in no condition to square off with S'kef, but that didn't mean he wasn't watching and thinking. He hoped he would be able to lend them some aid soon.
He grunted suddenly as he snapped out of his daydreams. Was he really thinking about all of that again? His stomach churned, and moments later it began to ache and burn. He grimaced and took in a deep breath, masking the pain with a smile that flashed across his face moments later.
"She's well," he said. He eyed Tsereni, his fondness for the child only adding to his anxiety. "She's growing too fast, though," he said. He could hardly believe how the time was flying! He leaned forward in his eat, one hand clutching his stomach and the other crossed across his knees in an effort to subtly conceal his discomfort.
"It's pretty stunning, isn't it? The time seems to fly these days," he said.
It was good that Ravana had B'run to protect her, but B'run shouldn't be the one facing S'kef, either. D'ren thought that he should be the one...it was his problem. The whole situation was of his own creation. He'd failed, and now everyone else had to deal with a monster of his making. He should be the one dealing with it, but instead he was sitting around doing nothing. 'Guilt' hardly described his feelings, but he was no fool. He was in no condition to square off with S'kef, but that didn't mean he wasn't watching and thinking. He hoped he would be able to lend them some aid soon.
He grunted suddenly as he snapped out of his daydreams. Was he really thinking about all of that again? His stomach churned, and moments later it began to ache and burn. He grimaced and took in a deep breath, masking the pain with a smile that flashed across his face moments later.
"She's well," he said. He eyed Tsereni, his fondness for the child only adding to his anxiety. "She's growing too fast, though," he said. He could hardly believe how the time was flying! He leaned forward in his eat, one hand clutching his stomach and the other crossed across his knees in an effort to subtly conceal his discomfort.
"It's pretty stunning, isn't it? The time seems to fly these days," he said.
