05.Jan.20, 04:24 PM
“Ah, it’s not quite like that,” Nerreh said, shaking his head. “Not everyone in a Weyr has a dragon, after all. Plenty of people don’t. My mom doesn’t, for one, and I have nothing to do with my dad, so whether he had a dragon or not was unimportant to how I grew up. Kids just aren’t expected to do much, you know? You’re a kid, you help your family out when they really need it, but mostly you just get to play and spend time with friends and learn how to be a person that way.” Like, Nerreh had gotten drawn into babysitting his younger siblings sometimes, or getting sent out to collect firewood (which was easy to turn into a game when you were a kid), but it was never that demanding. It didn’t matter if your parents had dragons or not.
The next question got an amused snort out of him. “Weyrfolk don’t get married. Never heard that? I thought that was prime gossip for Holders. So doesn’t matter if you Impress a dragon or not, no one gets ‘married off.’ Ugh, that sounds awful, who came up with that?” Nerreh scrunched up his nose in distaste. Bits and pieces reached the Weyr about Holder customs, so Nerreh knew that a lot of Holders married young, especially girls. And from what Caz said, parents chose who their children married. Holders were fucking weird, why would he ever take a mate because his mom told him to? Her taste was shit, no way Nerreh would accept her choices. Was that what Caz was worried about? Parents making their daughter marry some random fuck they chose? Damn, Nerreh could totally understand the crossdressing and going to a Weyr if that was the case.
“And you’re not bothering me at all, no worries. Answering your questions is kinda fun,” he assured Caz with an accompanying smile. Holder questions were proving to be a riot, and Nerreh was enjoying himself.
The next question got an amused snort out of him. “Weyrfolk don’t get married. Never heard that? I thought that was prime gossip for Holders. So doesn’t matter if you Impress a dragon or not, no one gets ‘married off.’ Ugh, that sounds awful, who came up with that?” Nerreh scrunched up his nose in distaste. Bits and pieces reached the Weyr about Holder customs, so Nerreh knew that a lot of Holders married young, especially girls. And from what Caz said, parents chose who their children married. Holders were fucking weird, why would he ever take a mate because his mom told him to? Her taste was shit, no way Nerreh would accept her choices. Was that what Caz was worried about? Parents making their daughter marry some random fuck they chose? Damn, Nerreh could totally understand the crossdressing and going to a Weyr if that was the case.
“And you’re not bothering me at all, no worries. Answering your questions is kinda fun,” he assured Caz with an accompanying smile. Holder questions were proving to be a riot, and Nerreh was enjoying himself.