27.Jun.19, 03:20 AM
Having been on the receiving end of F'drel's outbursts before and having knowledge that some people, usually the greenrider, weren't in great moods after Flights, R'dal should have been prepared for the snarling he received for daring to flop onto his own bed. He knew why F'drel was cranky about it but it didn't really bother him. "I'm not clean either so it really isn't that big of a deal," he mumbled while pouting but still following orders and getting off the bed.
That was all he said as he silently moved about his weyr to get the requested soapsand and find clothes that might fit F'drel. The shirt wouldn't be too much an issue if he found a baggier one but the pants would forever be too short for his taller friend. He didn't point that out as he dumped the clothes on a table--he didn't dare risk putting anything on the dirty bed--beside the bag of soapsand, ready to be grabbed when F'drel wanted it.
"You go ahead and bathe, I'm gonna tidy up here," he offered F'drel a small smile, not wanting his friend to think he was mad or upset. He was a little because who liked being snapped at even when you knew it was just the after-Flight talking? Mostly, he didn't want F'drel to see the bruises that were most certainly forming by now. His left arm was starting hurt when lifting it too high and R'dal had a feeling a bruise that resembled a hand might start to show from where he was grabbed. His face was a bit tender as well but he didn't have a mirror to check for damage, though he vaguely recalled an elbow or fist coming toward him. Truth be told, he worried it was from F'drel fighting back against his suitors and R'dal didn't want F'drel to assume that it was and hate himself or worry even more with any other markings. Hooray for low lighting in his bedroom.
"If you're hungry, I can ask an appropriately clean friend to bring up some food. I think dinner's still on for a bit longer. Then you can eat in a tidy room while I bring the laundry down to do and then I'll hop in the bath. A good plan, right? Or you can head home, that's cool too!" Again he smiled, a bit brighter this time as he really was okay with any plan. He wanted F'drel to be happy and comfortable and R'dal was getting an idea that his own space and cleanliness topped the list of things that made him that way.
That was all he said as he silently moved about his weyr to get the requested soapsand and find clothes that might fit F'drel. The shirt wouldn't be too much an issue if he found a baggier one but the pants would forever be too short for his taller friend. He didn't point that out as he dumped the clothes on a table--he didn't dare risk putting anything on the dirty bed--beside the bag of soapsand, ready to be grabbed when F'drel wanted it.
"You go ahead and bathe, I'm gonna tidy up here," he offered F'drel a small smile, not wanting his friend to think he was mad or upset. He was a little because who liked being snapped at even when you knew it was just the after-Flight talking? Mostly, he didn't want F'drel to see the bruises that were most certainly forming by now. His left arm was starting hurt when lifting it too high and R'dal had a feeling a bruise that resembled a hand might start to show from where he was grabbed. His face was a bit tender as well but he didn't have a mirror to check for damage, though he vaguely recalled an elbow or fist coming toward him. Truth be told, he worried it was from F'drel fighting back against his suitors and R'dal didn't want F'drel to assume that it was and hate himself or worry even more with any other markings. Hooray for low lighting in his bedroom.
"If you're hungry, I can ask an appropriately clean friend to bring up some food. I think dinner's still on for a bit longer. Then you can eat in a tidy room while I bring the laundry down to do and then I'll hop in the bath. A good plan, right? Or you can head home, that's cool too!" Again he smiled, a bit brighter this time as he really was okay with any plan. He wanted F'drel to be happy and comfortable and R'dal was getting an idea that his own space and cleanliness topped the list of things that made him that way.