02.Feb.21, 01:53 PM
Busying herself with the tape and her notepad, she pointedly kept herself from meeting his eye while she went about taking those measurements until he helped her to her feet, inviting her to stay longer. She schooled her expression before it could betray her. She may still be learning the rules and propriety of the Weyr and social life within it, but even she knew what this rider implied. Did she dare?
She eyed the man curiously, chewing lightly at her lower lip. She couldn’t say that she really knew him, only that he had helped her when she’d needed it. She had also been in the Weyr long enough to have heard a bit of this man’s reputation, of course that could be strictly rumor. After all, Weyrs were rife with rumors, as she’d found out firsthand with that damned note… Then again that was the most action she’d had in quite some time, fictional as it was…though that was fine by her, for now. She knew, in the back of her mind, that she still had some difficulty separating attachment from the activities that typically accompanied it, and either way, it only ever led to heartache.
She quickly weighed the idea in her head. The idea fascinated her; Something about D’hys fascinated her. But, despite her recent determination to just try things, she wanted to keep her priorities straight. There was another clutch on the sands that she would be Standing for very soon. She needed to tend to the Weyrwoman’s children, and Cazan was needing more assistance in her work. This, whatever this was, would certainly be a distraction, and she wasn’t sure it was one she could risk right at that moment. She’d prefer to know more of him, too, before she determined if it was worth the leap.
Unable to completely mask her thoughts, she felt a flush of warmth creeping up her neck. She made to speak, but stopped herself, an expression somewhere close to resignation flashed across her features. “I appreciate the offer, but I really should be going.” She almost turned away then, but hesitated once more, letting the words leave her mouth before she could think too much on them. Her eyes caught his for a moment, almost as if in a friendly challenge, and she continued. “Perhaps another time.” Brushing past him to pick up her things, she nodded in thanks and slipped back into the hall.
She eyed the man curiously, chewing lightly at her lower lip. She couldn’t say that she really knew him, only that he had helped her when she’d needed it. She had also been in the Weyr long enough to have heard a bit of this man’s reputation, of course that could be strictly rumor. After all, Weyrs were rife with rumors, as she’d found out firsthand with that damned note… Then again that was the most action she’d had in quite some time, fictional as it was…though that was fine by her, for now. She knew, in the back of her mind, that she still had some difficulty separating attachment from the activities that typically accompanied it, and either way, it only ever led to heartache.
She quickly weighed the idea in her head. The idea fascinated her; Something about D’hys fascinated her. But, despite her recent determination to just try things, she wanted to keep her priorities straight. There was another clutch on the sands that she would be Standing for very soon. She needed to tend to the Weyrwoman’s children, and Cazan was needing more assistance in her work. This, whatever this was, would certainly be a distraction, and she wasn’t sure it was one she could risk right at that moment. She’d prefer to know more of him, too, before she determined if it was worth the leap.
Unable to completely mask her thoughts, she felt a flush of warmth creeping up her neck. She made to speak, but stopped herself, an expression somewhere close to resignation flashed across her features. “I appreciate the offer, but I really should be going.” She almost turned away then, but hesitated once more, letting the words leave her mouth before she could think too much on them. Her eyes caught his for a moment, almost as if in a friendly challenge, and she continued. “Perhaps another time.” Brushing past him to pick up her things, she nodded in thanks and slipped back into the hall.