14.Jul.13, 11:39 PM
V’ler had to resist doing a very sturdy slap of palm to his forehead. How dense could B’jin be? As B’jin frowned and pulled off his perfected confused look, V’ler stared back, wondering how he was going to work with what he was given and why he thought it was a good idea to begin with. If he was truly smart, he’d agree that R’nd didn’t write it and shoo the greenrider out the door and continue on with R’nd’s lesson in peace. Too bad he was more stubborn than smart right then. He had started the plan and he’d try to see it through. If they were lucky, all three of them would make it out alive. As it was, V’ler was currently torn between betting on B’jin or him not making it and it’d be at his own hands in both situations.
“How about you go sit quietly in the kitchen and ponder your denseness while I have my lesson with R’nd. You can take notes on my teaching abilities and critique me later if you want,” V’ler knew everything would fall apart if R’nd saw B’jin in the room. He’d pretend he wasn’t there for a lesson and pretend nothing was about the greenrider he was definitely mated to but had yet to realize he was. He also knew if he told B’jin to hide in the bedroom like he almost said, it’d backfire even more spectacularly. R’nd wasn’t one to nose around his sparse hut, and refused to even help himself to kitchen items out of some sort of manners carried over from some teachings in his life, so V’ler knew B’jin could sit on the bed and be fine. Except he also knew the greenrider well enough that he’d likely end up squeaking in surprise or even sneezing and V’ler didn’t need the extra headache caused from all of the pouting between the two guests.
When the knock came, V’ler rose to his feet and pointed to the kitchen as a final reminder that B’jin get moving. The young bluerider gave B’jin both glasses of water to clean up as well before heading for the door. He held his gaze on the greenrider to verify if he was moving or not and waited a moment longer for any protests or flailing.
“How about you go sit quietly in the kitchen and ponder your denseness while I have my lesson with R’nd. You can take notes on my teaching abilities and critique me later if you want,” V’ler knew everything would fall apart if R’nd saw B’jin in the room. He’d pretend he wasn’t there for a lesson and pretend nothing was about the greenrider he was definitely mated to but had yet to realize he was. He also knew if he told B’jin to hide in the bedroom like he almost said, it’d backfire even more spectacularly. R’nd wasn’t one to nose around his sparse hut, and refused to even help himself to kitchen items out of some sort of manners carried over from some teachings in his life, so V’ler knew B’jin could sit on the bed and be fine. Except he also knew the greenrider well enough that he’d likely end up squeaking in surprise or even sneezing and V’ler didn’t need the extra headache caused from all of the pouting between the two guests.
When the knock came, V’ler rose to his feet and pointed to the kitchen as a final reminder that B’jin get moving. The young bluerider gave B’jin both glasses of water to clean up as well before heading for the door. He held his gaze on the greenrider to verify if he was moving or not and waited a moment longer for any protests or flailing.