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27.Jan.18, 06:30 AM
T'ryn's smile stayed in place but he had no idea how. Perhaps it was simply frozen there as he tried to take in all the words and energy coming from Casa. Why did he think this was a good idea again? The girl didn't seem to stop talking and jumped through so many topics in a matter of a couple of breaths that T'ryn was sure if he tried to answer the first question, she'd already forget what it was she asked and think him daft. But since it would be terribly rude to simply turn around and walk away as if they never saw each other, T'ryn opted to go with his plan of socializing and talk with her. Besides, they could become best friends. N'mor was now and back then he was a bit cold and not all that interested in talking until he was pestered enough.
"Um, no, not really. Sy is pretty chill and usually goes along with what I've planned," and he did plan. T'ryn loved puzzles and working out the best strategy to use for unique situations so he supposed his dragon had enough confidence in his ability to plan out his day that he didn't harp on him regularly, knowing all of his tasks would get done. "He won't hesitate to point something out, though, if he does find fault in it." He didn't think telling Casa that the opinions were usually on other riders was a brilliant idea. No doubt that would lead to her asking what Syrendryth thought of her and he knew for a fact that he wasn't that great at lying.Shall we make a list of people I do tolerate so you can spend time with them and not worry about lying? T'ryn did his best to ignore the dragon and not give away that he was being spoken to.
He tried to distract himself from Syrendryth's opinions by recalling what else Casa had said and a glance to his hands brought about the fact that she had mentioned food and he latched onto that topic like a flitter to a stolen bit of food. "And it's a baked apple, by the way. With a bit of sugar and cinnamon. It's quite good. Would you like to try it?" He held out the apple before realizing that it probably wasn't proper to offer a young lady something he had just been eating. Then again, they were both weyr bred and sharing wasn't seen as scandalous like it might be in Holds. He had a feeling he was spending too much time with his cousins and their odd opinions on things were starting to mess with his head.
"Um, no, not really. Sy is pretty chill and usually goes along with what I've planned," and he did plan. T'ryn loved puzzles and working out the best strategy to use for unique situations so he supposed his dragon had enough confidence in his ability to plan out his day that he didn't harp on him regularly, knowing all of his tasks would get done. "He won't hesitate to point something out, though, if he does find fault in it." He didn't think telling Casa that the opinions were usually on other riders was a brilliant idea. No doubt that would lead to her asking what Syrendryth thought of her and he knew for a fact that he wasn't that great at lying.
He tried to distract himself from Syrendryth's opinions by recalling what else Casa had said and a glance to his hands brought about the fact that she had mentioned food and he latched onto that topic like a flitter to a stolen bit of food. "And it's a baked apple, by the way. With a bit of sugar and cinnamon. It's quite good. Would you like to try it?" He held out the apple before realizing that it probably wasn't proper to offer a young lady something he had just been eating. Then again, they were both weyr bred and sharing wasn't seen as scandalous like it might be in Holds. He had a feeling he was spending too much time with his cousins and their odd opinions on things were starting to mess with his head.
