22.Aug.19, 08:48 PM
Beckitt snorted at the idea of L’ton teasing her. “He hasn’t stood lately; hatchlings can be terrifying till they Impress. Luckily we somehow forget by the day of, every time.”
He rested his hand over hers on his shoulder, giving her a smile. “I didn’t mean that you were angry, or that I was. Just,” he gestured around, “the general feeling in the Weyr.” Beckitt pulled his friend in for a hug. “At the end of the day, though, we can only control so much.”
Nutmeg flew over to the pair from where he’d been playing, pushing his way between them chirping for attention and lightening the mood. He preened and mooched scratches from Kelian shamelessly, then draped himself over her shoulders as they talked of other things, humming quietly in contentment.
He rested his hand over hers on his shoulder, giving her a smile. “I didn’t mean that you were angry, or that I was. Just,” he gestured around, “the general feeling in the Weyr.” Beckitt pulled his friend in for a hug. “At the end of the day, though, we can only control so much.”
Nutmeg flew over to the pair from where he’d been playing, pushing his way between them chirping for attention and lightening the mood. He preened and mooched scratches from Kelian shamelessly, then draped himself over her shoulders as they talked of other things, humming quietly in contentment.