30.Nov.20, 02:10 PM
Oh dear, it was a bit messy. She thought perhaps it was a mated dragonrider he had tangled with, not an apprentice of his own craft. That didn’t change too much of her advice but learning about his fear did. She gave his hand a light squeeze before withdrawing her own to pick up her mug. A slow drink was taken as she considered how best to word her advice even as she hoped he wouldn’t ask directly what he should do.
“If you make it clear it’s a completely casual hook-up that doesn’t even have to happen every time you’re in the area, I think you’d be fine with bending that rule of yours. However,” another drink was taken before she pushed the mug away to lean an elbow on the counter, head resting in her palm. “You need to decide if your craft is worth it. Remember, assignments don’t last forever and she could be recalled to the Hall and if she doesn’t like the politics, then maybe she’ll say something about your relationship in an attempt to throw it all in their faces. Or maybe she won’t. I don’t know anything about her, Gangleri, only you do.” The girl could be an absolute delight and charming as could be and a capable keeper of secrets but Quilriana wanted her friend to think through any consequences that could happen.
Getting to her feet, Quilriana rested a hand on his shoulder, “I’m going to check on the others while you think on what I said. But did you want some more stew while I’m up? I also made a personal batch of cinnamon buns that I have upstairs if you want to save room and join me once we’re closed.”
“If you make it clear it’s a completely casual hook-up that doesn’t even have to happen every time you’re in the area, I think you’d be fine with bending that rule of yours. However,” another drink was taken before she pushed the mug away to lean an elbow on the counter, head resting in her palm. “You need to decide if your craft is worth it. Remember, assignments don’t last forever and she could be recalled to the Hall and if she doesn’t like the politics, then maybe she’ll say something about your relationship in an attempt to throw it all in their faces. Or maybe she won’t. I don’t know anything about her, Gangleri, only you do.” The girl could be an absolute delight and charming as could be and a capable keeper of secrets but Quilriana wanted her friend to think through any consequences that could happen.
Getting to her feet, Quilriana rested a hand on his shoulder, “I’m going to check on the others while you think on what I said. But did you want some more stew while I’m up? I also made a personal batch of cinnamon buns that I have upstairs if you want to save room and join me once we’re closed.”