10.Feb.20, 04:03 AM
“That’s a different kind of promise, and you know it,” Tazikel said with a grin, remembering the incident in question. Because really, promising he wouldn’t say something was nothing at all like promising that his plan was totally foolproof and, no, they wouldn’t get in trouble, as long as about six moving pieces worked flawlessly. Which they didn’t. Not saying something was a lot easier to guarantee.
He smiled softly at the enthusiastic hug Mylorah gave Kor’is, especially how he slowly gave in to the inevitability of it and hugged back. It was nice to see his friends like this. Tazikel was even considering joining the hug himself, or clapping Kor’is on the shoulder or something, but then Kor’is’s gaze caught his, and there was something in his eyes that made Tazikel suddenly certain if he touched Kor’is just then one or both of them would catch fire or something equally dramatic.
“Right,” he said awkwardly as Kor’is stepped out of Mylorah’s hug, “We’ll let you focus on your dragon now.” Tazikel internally winced at how terribly inelegant of a conversation ender it was, but too late now. He was careful not to meet Kor’is’ eyes again, afraid of what he might see in them if he did.
He smiled softly at the enthusiastic hug Mylorah gave Kor’is, especially how he slowly gave in to the inevitability of it and hugged back. It was nice to see his friends like this. Tazikel was even considering joining the hug himself, or clapping Kor’is on the shoulder or something, but then Kor’is’s gaze caught his, and there was something in his eyes that made Tazikel suddenly certain if he touched Kor’is just then one or both of them would catch fire or something equally dramatic.
“Right,” he said awkwardly as Kor’is stepped out of Mylorah’s hug, “We’ll let you focus on your dragon now.” Tazikel internally winced at how terribly inelegant of a conversation ender it was, but too late now. He was careful not to meet Kor’is’ eyes again, afraid of what he might see in them if he did.