21.Jun.13, 09:39 AM
“You worry too much,” B’jin grumbled, though there was affection thick in the tones and a small smile was still lingering on his lips. An eye roll was offered at the accusation of not liking Khaduceth, and B’jin gave Talian a flat look, mildly amused. “I don’t like him?” It was meant to be a statement, for he didn’t like the dragon, but came out mildly questioning and B’jin shrugged slightly. He wasn’t going to lie to the boy, but he could play civil and liked to think he’d done a decent job of it since their Impression.
B’jin’s breath exploded from him in surprise and he rocked backwards when Talian launched at him, the greenrider wrapping one arm around the boy and using the other to catch their weight. Laughter filled the silence, and B’jin sat up, wrapping the other arm around Talian to hold the healer for a moment before loosening his grip and tilting his head curiously. “You’re an odd… one,” B’jin said, his statement starting with amused and laughing tones before fading off as he drew back from the very large brown face disturbingly close to his own.
The greenrider was completely unaware of the way he drew back, the way he faltered in finishing his statement, or the way he continued to stare at Khaduceth with anxiety as the dragon remained close. He rocked with Talian when Khaduceth nudged the young healer’s side, and his gaze flickered between the boy and his dragon before turning, attention captured by Larrikith as she popped out of between above and beyond them some. The green dragon landed behind the pair of humans and walked a little closer; B’jin visibly relaxed, and his light smile returned as he turned back to Talian, tickling his ribs.
Are you cruel, or just arrogant? Larrikith’s words were carefully for Khaduceth only as she sat down primly behind the two men and stared at the young dragon with mild irritation. You’re too intelligent not to be aware of his discomfort, and yet you shove your face up his arse anyway. Her tone clearly dismissed Khaduceth’s actions as ‘typical brown’, but her voice held a hint of disappointment. She had expected more from Khaduceth in general. B’jin, oblivious to his dragon scolding her student, continued to poke teasingly at Talian’s side, not quite tickling properly though his actions were designed to make the boy squirm.
B’jin’s breath exploded from him in surprise and he rocked backwards when Talian launched at him, the greenrider wrapping one arm around the boy and using the other to catch their weight. Laughter filled the silence, and B’jin sat up, wrapping the other arm around Talian to hold the healer for a moment before loosening his grip and tilting his head curiously. “You’re an odd… one,” B’jin said, his statement starting with amused and laughing tones before fading off as he drew back from the very large brown face disturbingly close to his own.
The greenrider was completely unaware of the way he drew back, the way he faltered in finishing his statement, or the way he continued to stare at Khaduceth with anxiety as the dragon remained close. He rocked with Talian when Khaduceth nudged the young healer’s side, and his gaze flickered between the boy and his dragon before turning, attention captured by Larrikith as she popped out of between above and beyond them some. The green dragon landed behind the pair of humans and walked a little closer; B’jin visibly relaxed, and his light smile returned as he turned back to Talian, tickling his ribs.