09.Oct.19, 11:25 PM
“Probably a good idea, the ledges around here are much higher up than most windows and I never know when to keep my hands to myself,” Tazikel grinned at her, twining a lock of hair around his fingers. Her hair was beautiful and soft and playing with it had definitely been a good call on his part. When she asked about boring him, he let the lock of hair he held drop so he could pat her arm.
“Never you fret, Mylorah dear. Unless you suddenly become invested in having me sit inside with my father and help answer his correspondence or assist in drawing up a list of something or other relevant to, I dunno, trade or running the household or something, doesn’t matter exactly, it’s all tedious, you are safe from me getting properly bored. Somehow I doubt you care about those things any more than I do.” He gracefully flopped down to lie on the ground, not caring at all about dirt or grass or whatever. Outside was always nicer than indoors, and if he avoided getting his clothes rumpled or messy he’d never do anything fun. Like look up at a pretty girl
“As for what happens when I do get bored, well, that’s when I wander off to find something more interesting. Something tells me that’s going to end with me showing up here a lot more from now on. Though I’ll need to set up a better way to get in touch with people here, it’s hard to be spontaneous and shirk responsibilities when I have to wait for a dragonrider to stop by Tillek to send off a letter to you or arrange a ride. Maybe you could help me with that?” he asked, considering. Mylorah would probably have some ideas about how to go about such a thing.
“Never you fret, Mylorah dear. Unless you suddenly become invested in having me sit inside with my father and help answer his correspondence or assist in drawing up a list of something or other relevant to, I dunno, trade or running the household or something, doesn’t matter exactly, it’s all tedious, you are safe from me getting properly bored. Somehow I doubt you care about those things any more than I do.” He gracefully flopped down to lie on the ground, not caring at all about dirt or grass or whatever. Outside was always nicer than indoors, and if he avoided getting his clothes rumpled or messy he’d never do anything fun. Like look up at a pretty girl
“As for what happens when I do get bored, well, that’s when I wander off to find something more interesting. Something tells me that’s going to end with me showing up here a lot more from now on. Though I’ll need to set up a better way to get in touch with people here, it’s hard to be spontaneous and shirk responsibilities when I have to wait for a dragonrider to stop by Tillek to send off a letter to you or arrange a ride. Maybe you could help me with that?” he asked, considering. Mylorah would probably have some ideas about how to go about such a thing.