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16.Jun.18, 04:04 AM
Mulrissa could see the cheerful threat in B’jin’s eyes, and knew he would indeed loudly bring attention to her if she didn’t go see him. Not in a malicious way, of course, but he still would. And Rissa wasn’t ready for that yet, so she sighed and made her way over to him. She set her plate down next to him — not across, so she could more easily avoid eye contact if she wanted to — and nodded to him in greeting, already taking a chunk of bread with cheese and starting to eat.
“It wasn’t that bad, honestly.” She admitted, staring past her plate. “I feel like I should be less, I don’t know, having feelings about it?” Rissa shrugged, not sure how to explain how she was feeling. Fine but also in a daze. Uncomfortable and uneasy but not upset. A bit worried, but not just about herself. She remembered being a teenager, your sense of self is so complicated. Things like sex and who it’s with tend to mean a lot more to you and about you than they should. Mulrissa hated feeling so young again. She was an adult, damnit, she had teenage children of her own. Flights had been a part of her life for turns, she’d had turns to get used to the idea Bedith would Fly, she was hardly a blushing virgin, and yet she was still confused about it all. Rissa sighed and aggressively tore a slice of bread in half.
She glanced up at B’jin and managed a wry smile. “Glad you think I can handle the truth, then. Though I don’t think Bedith will be taking a shine to anybody for more than a few hours anytime soon, fickle young thing that she is.” Rissa grumbled, mentally giving Bedith a grumpy poke. The gold, for her part, very pointedly ignored her rider and continued sunning. She sighed again, and looked over at B’jin. “Any more advice for me from the voice of experience?”
“It wasn’t that bad, honestly.” She admitted, staring past her plate. “I feel like I should be less, I don’t know, having feelings about it?” Rissa shrugged, not sure how to explain how she was feeling. Fine but also in a daze. Uncomfortable and uneasy but not upset. A bit worried, but not just about herself. She remembered being a teenager, your sense of self is so complicated. Things like sex and who it’s with tend to mean a lot more to you and about you than they should. Mulrissa hated feeling so young again. She was an adult, damnit, she had teenage children of her own. Flights had been a part of her life for turns, she’d had turns to get used to the idea Bedith would Fly, she was hardly a blushing virgin, and yet she was still confused about it all. Rissa sighed and aggressively tore a slice of bread in half.
She glanced up at B’jin and managed a wry smile. “Glad you think I can handle the truth, then. Though I don’t think Bedith will be taking a shine to anybody for more than a few hours anytime soon, fickle young thing that she is.” Rissa grumbled, mentally giving Bedith a grumpy poke. The gold, for her part, very pointedly ignored her rider and continued sunning. She sighed again, and looked over at B’jin. “Any more advice for me from the voice of experience?”
