03.Sep.19, 03:01 AM
Mylorah considered the question, tapping her pointer finger on her chin before giving a little shrug, "both? Probably more of a me thing, though. Katiryn's dad thinks she's a lot more innocent than she actually is so I doubt she'd greet a handsome stranger in the same way in front of K'tir. But I've only known my dad for a few months as well so his opinions and reactions don't have any impact on me." She thought a moment longer and shrugged again, "though I don't think I'd have changed anything even if he had raised me from childbirth."
She wondered if Tazikel would ask more questions about her family now that she had pointed out the whole 'dragonrider dads don't usually stick around' thing and how that was one of the things Holders often found scandalous. She'd happily explain it all to him, though, and even bring him to T'ryn's weyr to show him the family tree since their father in particular was an interesting case to study.
"We can hang out here if you prefer to chat for a bit. There's not much that exciting to see, really. We can go get drinks in the dining cavern and I can show you T'ryn's weyr so you can see what dragonriders live in. But I doubt you'd be all that interested in the kitchens or laundry room... we can stroll down to the feeding area and the bay, though you and your layers might not enjoy that much." Mylorah giggled as she poked fun at his clothing again as she stepped in close and looped her arms around his neck. Honestly she did like how the layers looked on him. It was just frustrating to get him out of the clothing when certain emotions were running high.
"I'm at your mercy, Sir Tazicurls. What do you desire?"
She wondered if Tazikel would ask more questions about her family now that she had pointed out the whole 'dragonrider dads don't usually stick around' thing and how that was one of the things Holders often found scandalous. She'd happily explain it all to him, though, and even bring him to T'ryn's weyr to show him the family tree since their father in particular was an interesting case to study.
"We can hang out here if you prefer to chat for a bit. There's not much that exciting to see, really. We can go get drinks in the dining cavern and I can show you T'ryn's weyr so you can see what dragonriders live in. But I doubt you'd be all that interested in the kitchens or laundry room... we can stroll down to the feeding area and the bay, though you and your layers might not enjoy that much." Mylorah giggled as she poked fun at his clothing again as she stepped in close and looped her arms around his neck. Honestly she did like how the layers looked on him. It was just frustrating to get him out of the clothing when certain emotions were running high.
"I'm at your mercy, Sir Tazicurls. What do you desire?"