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28.Jan.18, 04:20 AM
“Don’t think of it as her finding your faults. You complement each other and fill in each other’s gaps. Sy’s there to bolster me up when I need it,” usually, anyway. His dragon was excellent for his morale and giving him the boost of confidence that was needed when it flagged on him, which he wasn’t doing right then. Perhaps he was doing well on his own for once when it came to trying something new that he wasn’t too comfortable with. Or, more likely, Syrendryth had decided to have a nap, already fed up with his mingling of the so-called lesser folk.
He smiled at Casa as she complimented his choice in snacks. “Right? I’m not a big fan of super sweet things so this is just perfect for me,” that was something else people probably thought odd about him. His dad’s sweet tooth was as legendary as his sleeping around and T’ryn didn’t enjoy either—at least not yet. He’d have to actually try sex before deciding if he wanted to bed hop. Growing up was becoming quite the challenge! And here he thought Impressing and becoming a wingleader was going to be the two biggest hurdles he’d face.
“I’d love to,” T’ryn brightened at the invitation to tag along with her, convinced now that he hadn’t eaten his foot just yet and they were enjoying each other’s company. “Are you done with this stall though? Didn’t you say you were trying to find some art? Or maybe we can see if there’s another art stall to peruse first,” he saw the stall keeper glance at him and frown and T’ryn gave a little uneasy laugh as he made eye contact. Probably wasn’t the best idea to suggest too loudly that a merchant was lacking in selection or quality.
“Shall we?” T’ryn, taking a page from the books of the Holders he saw interact at his aunt’s, T’ryn held out his arm for Casa to loop hers with. It didn’t occur to him that it might be a forward thing to do, just something polite and it was a way to ensure they wouldn’t get separated due to wandering eyes or differing stalls.
He smiled at Casa as she complimented his choice in snacks. “Right? I’m not a big fan of super sweet things so this is just perfect for me,” that was something else people probably thought odd about him. His dad’s sweet tooth was as legendary as his sleeping around and T’ryn didn’t enjoy either—at least not yet. He’d have to actually try sex before deciding if he wanted to bed hop. Growing up was becoming quite the challenge! And here he thought Impressing and becoming a wingleader was going to be the two biggest hurdles he’d face.
“I’d love to,” T’ryn brightened at the invitation to tag along with her, convinced now that he hadn’t eaten his foot just yet and they were enjoying each other’s company. “Are you done with this stall though? Didn’t you say you were trying to find some art? Or maybe we can see if there’s another art stall to peruse first,” he saw the stall keeper glance at him and frown and T’ryn gave a little uneasy laugh as he made eye contact. Probably wasn’t the best idea to suggest too loudly that a merchant was lacking in selection or quality.
“Shall we?” T’ryn, taking a page from the books of the Holders he saw interact at his aunt’s, T’ryn held out his arm for Casa to loop hers with. It didn’t occur to him that it might be a forward thing to do, just something polite and it was a way to ensure they wouldn’t get separated due to wandering eyes or differing stalls.
