17.Jan.15, 02:07 PM
R’nd mentally sighed in defeat as T’bia moved away from him. He wasn’t being a very good mentor or friend and it bothered him. It wasn’t like he expected to be able to solve every issue that cropped up in the Weyr or beyond but it would have been nice to at least alleviate a friend’s fears. Sometimes he had to wonder why Ayyonth chose him. The blue dragon was confident and a natural leader given the way he had helped his clutchmates in their younger days.
You helped their riders just as much. Do not sell yourself short because of one set back with someone you have helped so much already. Ayyonth was used to the sporadic moments of doubt and quickly swooped in to shoo them away. R’nd was a clever man with enough confidence and charisma to go around for an entire class. He guided those that needed a hand and made those that felt left out feel welcome and noticed. Perhaps a bit more than was necessary at times.
R’nd hated when his dragon had a point but he conceded without a fight, as he usually did. He wasn’t an expert on the subject and while he didn’t believe T’bia for one second that he accepted all of his reasons, he felt that perhaps some of it sunk in and would leave his friend with something to think about.
Since they were at a stalemate with neither of them knowing what more to say on the matter, R’nd decided for a tried and true tactic; changing the subject. “The evening meal won’t be on yet but how about we sneak into the kitchen and see what kind of sweet treat we can swipe to hold us over?” It was a habit he had had for quite some time and while most of the kitchen workers didn’t seem to mind, it was still fun to make it a game and see what he could get out of them when they weren’t looking or were caught up in a smile.
Standing, R’nd took a moment to brush off some of the dirt and debris from his pants and then extended his hand to T’bia to help him up as well. If he couldn’t solve a problem, then he could at least be a good friend and get the boy into light trouble!
R’nd hated when his dragon had a point but he conceded without a fight, as he usually did. He wasn’t an expert on the subject and while he didn’t believe T’bia for one second that he accepted all of his reasons, he felt that perhaps some of it sunk in and would leave his friend with something to think about.
Since they were at a stalemate with neither of them knowing what more to say on the matter, R’nd decided for a tried and true tactic; changing the subject. “The evening meal won’t be on yet but how about we sneak into the kitchen and see what kind of sweet treat we can swipe to hold us over?” It was a habit he had had for quite some time and while most of the kitchen workers didn’t seem to mind, it was still fun to make it a game and see what he could get out of them when they weren’t looking or were caught up in a smile.
Standing, R’nd took a moment to brush off some of the dirt and debris from his pants and then extended his hand to T’bia to help him up as well. If he couldn’t solve a problem, then he could at least be a good friend and get the boy into light trouble!