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22.Mar.12, 10:52 AM
B'jin's expression turned thoughtful, amusement making itself known with a twtich of the man's lips. His eyebrows crept up his forehead slightly, a questioning look born as he eyed R'nd with amused delight. "Is that so?" he purred, voice low and husky, though it was tight with pain, something he was becoming increasingly unable to hide as Talian's light touch worked over the wounds. He was uncomfortable, and he was in pain. When the topic shifted to fellis, his expression altered at once, emotions warring. He would very dearly like to be welcomed back into the open arms of unconsciousness. That said, however, B'jin wasn't immune to the tension radiating from Talian and R'nd's frustrated confusion as a result. The greenrider was not keen on leaving them alone with his snarky dragon while he lay between them all like a rag doll once more. Unappealing indeed! Besides, "I haven't eaten." B'jin murmured, nostrils flaring as he sucked in a deep breath suddenly. "I wouldn't wake up for a turn." Amusement laced his words as he spoke, joking it off before the emotion died as quickly as it had risen.
"I've survived worse." He said softly, releasing R'nd's fingers tentatively so the man could reclaim his hand. His face quickly shifted into a warmer expression, amusement and affectionate as R'nd obliged his demand dancing through brown eyes, and the greenrider flashed a wicked grin at the bluerider. Taking the rolled up rope the shirt had become with his still free hand, B'jin raised an eyebrow at R'nd, his lips twisting into an expression of amused pain. "You either really hate this shirt," he murmured, "or you really love it." Throwing the man a wink, B'jin glanced over his shoulder at Talian, making sure the boy wasn't about to poke or prod him. When he was sure, he carefully shift around, sprawling more comfortably on his stomach. B'jin folded one arm before him, and buried his face in the crook of his elbow, shirt between his teeth, and clung doggedly to R'nd's hand with his other.
Talian's gentle question was answered with a muffled whine of pain, B'jin's fingers clinging desperately to R'nd's though he was visibly careful not to grip too tightly, while the other hand contracted into a fist in his sheets, knuckles whitening. The whines and whimpers continued as Talian worked his way through his task, though he somehow managed to stay almost statue still, though he failed to contain the unintentional twitching and jerking. Unfortunately, that also meant he was stiff as a board as tightly shut eyes leaked tears into his elbow. Damn to the depths of between the sick bastard that invented pain!
He's not thinking very coherently, Larrikith said softly to Talian, but his last thought about you was affection and something along the line of 'smart boy, stupid questions'. She paused for a moment, attention shifting to Ayyonth though she didn't so much as twitch physically. He has to be, she said simply, sighing softly. She was very glad that she and B'jin had bonded during a time without Thread - the silly man got himself in enough trouble without the falling menace as well to slice him up. A low pitched croon followed Ayyonth's soft words, the little dragon taking comfort in the endearment. She sent Ayyonth a tentative string of affection in return, unsure how it would be received and not sure why it mattered.
"I've survived worse." He said softly, releasing R'nd's fingers tentatively so the man could reclaim his hand. His face quickly shifted into a warmer expression, amusement and affectionate as R'nd obliged his demand dancing through brown eyes, and the greenrider flashed a wicked grin at the bluerider. Taking the rolled up rope the shirt had become with his still free hand, B'jin raised an eyebrow at R'nd, his lips twisting into an expression of amused pain. "You either really hate this shirt," he murmured, "or you really love it." Throwing the man a wink, B'jin glanced over his shoulder at Talian, making sure the boy wasn't about to poke or prod him. When he was sure, he carefully shift around, sprawling more comfortably on his stomach. B'jin folded one arm before him, and buried his face in the crook of his elbow, shirt between his teeth, and clung doggedly to R'nd's hand with his other.
Talian's gentle question was answered with a muffled whine of pain, B'jin's fingers clinging desperately to R'nd's though he was visibly careful not to grip too tightly, while the other hand contracted into a fist in his sheets, knuckles whitening. The whines and whimpers continued as Talian worked his way through his task, though he somehow managed to stay almost statue still, though he failed to contain the unintentional twitching and jerking. Unfortunately, that also meant he was stiff as a board as tightly shut eyes leaked tears into his elbow. Damn to the depths of between the sick bastard that invented pain!
He's not thinking very coherently, Larrikith said softly to Talian, but his last thought about you was affection and something along the line of 'smart boy, stupid questions'. She paused for a moment, attention shifting to Ayyonth though she didn't so much as twitch physically. He has to be, she said simply, sighing softly. She was very glad that she and B'jin had bonded during a time without Thread - the silly man got himself in enough trouble without the falling menace as well to slice him up. A low pitched croon followed Ayyonth's soft words, the little dragon taking comfort in the endearment. She sent Ayyonth a tentative string of affection in return, unsure how it would be received and not sure why it mattered.
