16.Oct.20, 12:40 PM
Instincts had him returning the hug and then going into his default mode around this woman of blushing when he realised how undressed they both were. But he didn’t need to add prudish to the adjectives that best described him. And really, he was only semi-prudish. Selectively prudish. Why was he worrying about that when there were larger issues at hand?
“I don’t hate fun and I know how to have it and with other people as well. It’s just a different sort than what you’re into. But yes, I know how to dance. It was a pretty popular thing to do in the evenings back in Katila. But please don’t push the swimming lessons on me. That’s going to take a while.” It already had given it had been about a decade since the incident happened. A’tay sometimes longed to join his friends but then he would start to gasp for air like his head was being held under again and he stayed firmly in place on the safe and mostly dry sand.
“People watching is also an acceptable form of passing the time at a Gather. I do it here as well. You can learn a lot about someone or how people view another by their body language and meals are one of the better times to do that. I’ll show you a good spot for… sorry. You probably didn’t mean it the same way.” He fell silent, once again embarrassed and wondered why he kept caring so much about what Zelly thought.
Zelana… I like Lana… though you kind of look like a LaLa to me so that’s your name now. Xyxyth had started naming their friends from an early age and it wasn’t something he seemed ready to outgrow but A’tay didn’t really mind. It was a cute quirk of his dragon. Though it did remind him of the Lady Xyliah—or Xylith as Xyxyth called her—and how she was doing. It had been quite a while since last they spoke. Maybe he’d send a letter.
Suddenly spurred on by a desire to show he knew how to have fun and not need constant prodding by Zelana, A’tay asked Xyxyth to kneel so he could climb up. A moment later and he was seated atop his dragon and smiling at his new friend. “The view is even better up here if you’d like to join me. No straps so I’d rather not risk you falling by doing a flight. But you’ll get that soon enough with the Gather trip.”
“I don’t hate fun and I know how to have it and with other people as well. It’s just a different sort than what you’re into. But yes, I know how to dance. It was a pretty popular thing to do in the evenings back in Katila. But please don’t push the swimming lessons on me. That’s going to take a while.” It already had given it had been about a decade since the incident happened. A’tay sometimes longed to join his friends but then he would start to gasp for air like his head was being held under again and he stayed firmly in place on the safe and mostly dry sand.
“People watching is also an acceptable form of passing the time at a Gather. I do it here as well. You can learn a lot about someone or how people view another by their body language and meals are one of the better times to do that. I’ll show you a good spot for… sorry. You probably didn’t mean it the same way.” He fell silent, once again embarrassed and wondered why he kept caring so much about what Zelly thought.
Zelana… I like Lana… though you kind of look like a LaLa to me so that’s your name now. Xyxyth had started naming their friends from an early age and it wasn’t something he seemed ready to outgrow but A’tay didn’t really mind. It was a cute quirk of his dragon. Though it did remind him of the Lady Xyliah—or Xylith as Xyxyth called her—and how she was doing. It had been quite a while since last they spoke. Maybe he’d send a letter.
Suddenly spurred on by a desire to show he knew how to have fun and not need constant prodding by Zelana, A’tay asked Xyxyth to kneel so he could climb up. A moment later and he was seated atop his dragon and smiling at his new friend. “The view is even better up here if you’d like to join me. No straps so I’d rather not risk you falling by doing a flight. But you’ll get that soon enough with the Gather trip.”