08.Sep.19, 04:29 AM
Again? That would imply someone had hurt F’drel before and R’dal wasn’t a fan of that idea. The pout returned, but it wasn’t from being yelled at this time. How could anyone be cruel to F’drel? Why did it happen? Why couldn’t F’drel stop it? He wanted to know what happened and who did it but R’dal wondered if his friend was going into shutdown mode again because he realised he said too much. But even with that little insight, it helped R’dal figure out why F’drel was always guarded and how much of a burden he carried by constantly looking out for everyone he did care for.
It also meant F’drel was skilled in seeing what R’dal couldn’t and knew the signs of trouble. Maybe Lord Raigan was up to no good and that disappointed the bluerider because the man had been nice and not horrible company to be around. But if F’drel said to be careful, then he was going to try his best and be careful.
R’dal flung himself at F’drel, wrapping his arms around his friend’s waist and burying his face against a warm neck. “I’m sorry I make you worry. I’ll try to do better for you.” He didn’t want to be a burden to anyone, least of all a friend that was so dedicated to constantly keeping alert for everyone else. He supposed it was another drawback to growing up in a jungle. He knew how to spot danger when out in the trees where an animal could strike and sure, they had some shady people in Katila but not many and it was harder to get away with things given their small community. But he didn’t know what to expect from Holders and what went down at Gathers—F’drel obviously did and maybe he needed to give out some lessons but R’dal didn’t want to push him either.
“And you don’t have to tell me anything else if you don’t want to,” F’drel wasn’t exactly the type to share stories from his past and while R’dal couldn’t pick up on danger, he could pick up on when something troubled a friend. F’drel faced things he shouldn’t have and was it better or worse to share it with someone? That was the part R’dal wasn’t sure about but he didn’t want to pressure him if he wasn’t ready.
It also meant F’drel was skilled in seeing what R’dal couldn’t and knew the signs of trouble. Maybe Lord Raigan was up to no good and that disappointed the bluerider because the man had been nice and not horrible company to be around. But if F’drel said to be careful, then he was going to try his best and be careful.
R’dal flung himself at F’drel, wrapping his arms around his friend’s waist and burying his face against a warm neck. “I’m sorry I make you worry. I’ll try to do better for you.” He didn’t want to be a burden to anyone, least of all a friend that was so dedicated to constantly keeping alert for everyone else. He supposed it was another drawback to growing up in a jungle. He knew how to spot danger when out in the trees where an animal could strike and sure, they had some shady people in Katila but not many and it was harder to get away with things given their small community. But he didn’t know what to expect from Holders and what went down at Gathers—F’drel obviously did and maybe he needed to give out some lessons but R’dal didn’t want to push him either.
“And you don’t have to tell me anything else if you don’t want to,” F’drel wasn’t exactly the type to share stories from his past and while R’dal couldn’t pick up on danger, he could pick up on when something troubled a friend. F’drel faced things he shouldn’t have and was it better or worse to share it with someone? That was the part R’dal wasn’t sure about but he didn’t want to pressure him if he wasn’t ready.