05.Jun.13, 10:19 PM
Talian's hopeful expression bled out into a blank stare as B'jin spoke. Sweet Faranth, he doesn't get it he swore softly to himself. Normally he'd be endeared by his father's willfully ignorant, stubborn, airheaded, scatter-brained ways, but now was not the time! Fellis let out a mildly confused chirp, trying to comfort his bonded in the face of his unexpected distress, and Khauceth just let out a snort of contempt. He's an idiot, you know he said in a dry tone, eyes flickering with the bastard child of amusement and disgust.
I know Talian said sullenly. But I love him dearly just the same. And if Khaduceth knew what was good for him, he'd keep his smug, smartass comments to himself! The brown picked up on that easily enough and immediately clammed up, though beneath his frustration, Talian could sense a sort of powerless desire to help lurking in the dragon. Khaduceth wanted to make it right, but there just wasn't anything he could do.
Talian sighed softly. "That's not what I meant,' he said gently. "I mean...does it bother you that I Impressed? I mean, I know you hoped I wouldn't because you were worried about me. But ever since then you've been sort of...not avoiding me, but uncomfortable around me. I just wondered if it was something about Khaduceth." He frowned, then looked at his feet in shame. "...Or if it's something about me. Something I've done. I love you, Dad...and I know I had trouble with Larri at first, but I tried hard until I got over it...I just hate to think that I'm...fucking up somehow...And..." Oh Faranth, he was rambling again. He flushed horribly and backed up until he felt his ass bump into Khaduceth's neck. He instinctively sat down.
I know Talian said sullenly. But I love him dearly just the same. And if Khaduceth knew what was good for him, he'd keep his smug, smartass comments to himself! The brown picked up on that easily enough and immediately clammed up, though beneath his frustration, Talian could sense a sort of powerless desire to help lurking in the dragon. Khaduceth wanted to make it right, but there just wasn't anything he could do.
Talian sighed softly. "That's not what I meant,' he said gently. "I mean...does it bother you that I Impressed? I mean, I know you hoped I wouldn't because you were worried about me. But ever since then you've been sort of...not avoiding me, but uncomfortable around me. I just wondered if it was something about Khaduceth." He frowned, then looked at his feet in shame. "...Or if it's something about me. Something I've done. I love you, Dad...and I know I had trouble with Larri at first, but I tried hard until I got over it...I just hate to think that I'm...fucking up somehow...And..." Oh Faranth, he was rambling again. He flushed horribly and backed up until he felt his ass bump into Khaduceth's neck. He instinctively sat down.