23.Jun.18, 11:23 PM
Nerreh nodded, listening to Vaeyla’s advice, even if she wasn’t sure how easy a time she’d have not overthinking things, but whatever. She did trust Vee and what she was saying, just. Staying hopeful was hard sometimes. The comment about her on gold did make Nerreh grin.
“Me and a gold would be such terrors, honestly. We’d either be butting heads with each other all the time or be an absolute nightmare to everyone else. Or both.” Would still be a little more responsibility than she really wanted, being a goldrider. They’d probably try even harder to get her to wear skirts. Ugh. No, the shiny hide was more trouble than Nerreh wanted to get into.
She shrugged nonchalantly at the question about what she had to do. “Dunno. Nothing important, I don’t think. No chores for a bit, at least. You doing anything? How’s Evritt? You should bring him to visit sometime. I bet Noleh would like to see him.” Her little brother and Vaeyla’s son were the same age, and had spent a lot of time together in the creche back in Katila. They were also the main reason Nerreh had gotten to know Vaeyla. She smiled at the goldrider. “I’m free if you wanna hang out or anything, if you’re not too cool to hang out with a Candidate these days.” Nerreh teased, knowing Vaeyla didn’t think like that, then bit her lip for a second before leaning in to hug her friend.
“Thanks again, Vee,” she mumbled, referring to more than just the Turn’s End gift. Having a friend who believed in her and supported what she wanted was nice, especially when they were a proper adult; friends her own age supporting her was great, but there was something extra about it coming from someone with more experience and who was less, well, less a teenager.
“Me and a gold would be such terrors, honestly. We’d either be butting heads with each other all the time or be an absolute nightmare to everyone else. Or both.” Would still be a little more responsibility than she really wanted, being a goldrider. They’d probably try even harder to get her to wear skirts. Ugh. No, the shiny hide was more trouble than Nerreh wanted to get into.
She shrugged nonchalantly at the question about what she had to do. “Dunno. Nothing important, I don’t think. No chores for a bit, at least. You doing anything? How’s Evritt? You should bring him to visit sometime. I bet Noleh would like to see him.” Her little brother and Vaeyla’s son were the same age, and had spent a lot of time together in the creche back in Katila. They were also the main reason Nerreh had gotten to know Vaeyla. She smiled at the goldrider. “I’m free if you wanna hang out or anything, if you’re not too cool to hang out with a Candidate these days.” Nerreh teased, knowing Vaeyla didn’t think like that, then bit her lip for a second before leaning in to hug her friend.
“Thanks again, Vee,” she mumbled, referring to more than just the Turn’s End gift. Having a friend who believed in her and supported what she wanted was nice, especially when they were a proper adult; friends her own age supporting her was great, but there was something extra about it coming from someone with more experience and who was less, well, less a teenager.