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31.Jan.12, 06:44 AM
Talian certainly hadn't hesitated to climb back onto the bed, which only gave Erisi more questions rather than answers. He decided to play things safely, leaning back to give Talian some space. While he wanted to figure out what exactly Talian was doing, he was not so wherry-headed to come right out and ask him. It would probably be the quickest way to find an answer. 'Hey, are you hitting on me?' would be easy enough to say. But, if Talian actually was hitting on him, that would not be an enjoyable way of finding out. So, Erisi kept his peace. All that the Harper was noticing was that Talian was paying close attention to him. But, that was to be expected. Erisi was Talian's guest, after all.
"I'm of the opinion that all the good people come from Fort," he responded with an easy smile. Erisi was already starting to relax, less so because of the wine, and more-so because he was comfortable with Talian. Talian was feeling less like a stranger, and more like a friend. When Erisi was in anyone else's company, his guard was up. He didn't trust the dragonriders in this Weyr at all, and he saw little point in putting his trust in future dragonriders as well. In reality, it left him with very few people he would choose to associate with. Talian was one of those few, which was why he wasn't opposed to the idea of hooking up with him... if that really was what Talian was trying to accomplish here.
He still had his doubts.
"My parents... definitely weren't Harpers. I was happy enough to move to Harper hall, though. I never got along well with my siblings. In fact, I have a terrible record with handling kids anyways. It's really a wonder why I was apprenticed." Erisi was definitely not a family man. He probably would have been horrified if he got any girl knocked up - thankfully, such a thing had not happened, and now was very unlikely to happen. There were hardly any girls around for him to like. They were all involved with the Weyr in some obscure ways, or less-than-obscure ways.
"I'm of the opinion that all the good people come from Fort," he responded with an easy smile. Erisi was already starting to relax, less so because of the wine, and more-so because he was comfortable with Talian. Talian was feeling less like a stranger, and more like a friend. When Erisi was in anyone else's company, his guard was up. He didn't trust the dragonriders in this Weyr at all, and he saw little point in putting his trust in future dragonriders as well. In reality, it left him with very few people he would choose to associate with. Talian was one of those few, which was why he wasn't opposed to the idea of hooking up with him... if that really was what Talian was trying to accomplish here.
He still had his doubts.
"My parents... definitely weren't Harpers. I was happy enough to move to Harper hall, though. I never got along well with my siblings. In fact, I have a terrible record with handling kids anyways. It's really a wonder why I was apprenticed." Erisi was definitely not a family man. He probably would have been horrified if he got any girl knocked up - thankfully, such a thing had not happened, and now was very unlikely to happen. There were hardly any girls around for him to like. They were all involved with the Weyr in some obscure ways, or less-than-obscure ways.
