23.Sep.13, 12:26 AM
B'jin snorted, giving J'ver an amused, pitying look as he shook his head slightly. "You're not done with him?" Amusement lingered in the terms, and B'jin's eyebrows arched upward just slightly. Brown eyes were lit with the emotion, but it was an almost spiteful light. "You are clearly confused." Something B'jin wasn't evne going to hide taking a smug satisfaction in. J'ver thought he was in control? The man was delusional! He had as much control over S'kef as the residency of Katila had over the local weather. J'ver would never be done with the brownrider, because S'kef was a brownrider; J'ver would die if he ever tried to shake the man from him, and S'kef would throw him aside without a thought the moment the greenrider was of no use to him. It was kind of adorable that J'ver actually thought he had some semelence of power in their fucked up realtionship.
"Nothing wrong with leftovres, J'ver," B'jin purred sweetly, ignoring the dig about R'nd running around behind his back. B'jin had known what the bluerider's habits were before he got involved with the man, and he was neither the type nor did he view himself in a position to demand a change in his friend. If R'nd wanted to run around whoring himself out to all the locals, well, that was his business. B'jin would ignore it where required, and poke fun at his friend when the opportunity arose (Par'a, anyone?) but he wasn't going to pay it any more or less inforamtion now, than he ever had before. What R'nd did when he wasn't within B'jin's company was R'nd's business. "And he's plenty interested," there may have been some added emphasis to that, but if there were, it wasn't immediately one way or the other. The dig about no one being interested in B'jin himself slid off as easily as water on an oiled dragon's hide; he'd been told worse things than that since he became a dragonrider, notably from people that mattered. J'ver's opinion didn't even blip on the radar.
"Nothing wrong with leftovres, J'ver," B'jin purred sweetly, ignoring the dig about R'nd running around behind his back. B'jin had known what the bluerider's habits were before he got involved with the man, and he was neither the type nor did he view himself in a position to demand a change in his friend. If R'nd wanted to run around whoring himself out to all the locals, well, that was his business. B'jin would ignore it where required, and poke fun at his friend when the opportunity arose (Par'a, anyone?) but he wasn't going to pay it any more or less inforamtion now, than he ever had before. What R'nd did when he wasn't within B'jin's company was R'nd's business. "And he's plenty interested," there may have been some added emphasis to that, but if there were, it wasn't immediately one way or the other. The dig about no one being interested in B'jin himself slid off as easily as water on an oiled dragon's hide; he'd been told worse things than that since he became a dragonrider, notably from people that mattered. J'ver's opinion didn't even blip on the radar.