05.Feb.12, 08:05 PM
Talian wasn't pleased to hear Erisi scolding Lym like that, if only because he had a soft spot for both of them and didn't want to choose a side.
He could see Erisi wasn't necessarily the most pleasant or tolerant of people, but Talian couldn't deny a liking for the man. He frowned as he thought about it. He wondered if it had to do with the incident, if it was hard for him to wash his hands of Erisi now that they'd shared a vulnerable moment like that. His stomach knotted at the memory, only reinforced by the gruff and unashamed way the bluerider before him spoke of such encounters. It was like a constant reminder ringing in his brain, and it only stung more as the behavior was encouraged. Talian couldn't get it out of his head.
Did he want something like that to happen again? With Erisi or otherwise? This place was starting to get to him...He shuddered and banished the thought.
As for Lym, Tal was blissfully unaware of the way she was looking at him. He'd decided he liked her after his first few minutes of conversation with her, her nurturing nature reminding him closely of his older sister Carys. Carys always looked after him where his mother and Talerian failed. Of course, Tal's only friend in the north had been a girl. He was more comfortable around them. They weren't so competitive and didn't expect so much of him. Lym fit the bit, gentle and caring, though sometimes too optimistic for him to take entirely seriously. She didn't deserve to get screamed at, though!
He sank in his chair as the lecture continued. He had no questions; most of it had already been explained to him by B'jin, or he'd witnessed it and figured it out on his own. The very idea that he needed to 'practice' terrified him, though. He didn't want to practice! With anyone!
Or did he? He turned around and scanned his classmates, his face red.
He could see Erisi wasn't necessarily the most pleasant or tolerant of people, but Talian couldn't deny a liking for the man. He frowned as he thought about it. He wondered if it had to do with the incident, if it was hard for him to wash his hands of Erisi now that they'd shared a vulnerable moment like that. His stomach knotted at the memory, only reinforced by the gruff and unashamed way the bluerider before him spoke of such encounters. It was like a constant reminder ringing in his brain, and it only stung more as the behavior was encouraged. Talian couldn't get it out of his head.
Did he want something like that to happen again? With Erisi or otherwise? This place was starting to get to him...He shuddered and banished the thought.
As for Lym, Tal was blissfully unaware of the way she was looking at him. He'd decided he liked her after his first few minutes of conversation with her, her nurturing nature reminding him closely of his older sister Carys. Carys always looked after him where his mother and Talerian failed. Of course, Tal's only friend in the north had been a girl. He was more comfortable around them. They weren't so competitive and didn't expect so much of him. Lym fit the bit, gentle and caring, though sometimes too optimistic for him to take entirely seriously. She didn't deserve to get screamed at, though!
He sank in his chair as the lecture continued. He had no questions; most of it had already been explained to him by B'jin, or he'd witnessed it and figured it out on his own. The very idea that he needed to 'practice' terrified him, though. He didn't want to practice! With anyone!
Or did he? He turned around and scanned his classmates, his face red.