13.Sep.19, 01:24 AM
F’drel nodded at R’dal’s offer of help, though he wasn’t totally listening. R’dal was safely away from the Lord for the moment, and if they were lucky - which F’drel rarely was - the man would forget all about the young bluerider he met at the Gather. He knew where R’dal was, which meant F’drel could confirm his (relative) safety. But he didn’t know where any of his siblings were, and therefore couldn’t be sure of any of their safety. As sure as he ever could be, anyway.
He very nearly tore his hand away when R’dal took it, forgetting for a split second that he knew exactly who was there, whose hand it was, but there was a second, stronger impulse to hold onto R’dal’s hand, tighter. The second impulse won for the moment. If R’dal was allowed to wander off on his own again, no matter what he intended, F’drel knew he would try to make friends with someone else he should never willingly interact with. Safer right there with F’drel. And maybe, just maybe, F’drel found the contact a tiny bit comforting. Wasn’t enough to bring him down from his panicked state, but it helped a little.
F’drel kept his grip on R’dal’s hand until they reached the end of the cover from lounging dragons, at which point his worries about a Holder seeing that won out, and he reluctantly dropped R’dal’s hand before they returned to the Gather proper.
“We’ll start where I last saw them,” he decided, heading in that direction. It sucked that Miri couldn’t just check in with one of them to ask where they were, but she wasn’t good at reaching other people that far in good conditions, and with the sheer number of people at the Gather there was no way she could find them. They just had to find them by looking, and F’drel walked quickly towards the stall he’d last seen the girls, constantly checking over his shoulder to confirm R’dal was still there, still safe, still with him.
He very nearly tore his hand away when R’dal took it, forgetting for a split second that he knew exactly who was there, whose hand it was, but there was a second, stronger impulse to hold onto R’dal’s hand, tighter. The second impulse won for the moment. If R’dal was allowed to wander off on his own again, no matter what he intended, F’drel knew he would try to make friends with someone else he should never willingly interact with. Safer right there with F’drel. And maybe, just maybe, F’drel found the contact a tiny bit comforting. Wasn’t enough to bring him down from his panicked state, but it helped a little.
F’drel kept his grip on R’dal’s hand until they reached the end of the cover from lounging dragons, at which point his worries about a Holder seeing that won out, and he reluctantly dropped R’dal’s hand before they returned to the Gather proper.
“We’ll start where I last saw them,” he decided, heading in that direction. It sucked that Miri couldn’t just check in with one of them to ask where they were, but she wasn’t good at reaching other people that far in good conditions, and with the sheer number of people at the Gather there was no way she could find them. They just had to find them by looking, and F’drel walked quickly towards the stall he’d last seen the girls, constantly checking over his shoulder to confirm R’dal was still there, still safe, still with him.