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22.Apr.21, 12:19 PM
M’quel shifted her bemused and bewildered gaze from the back of N’lis’ head to look at the dragonet that was snuggling in close to her, and gently gave him scritches at his eye ridges, cooing softly to him under her breath as she waited for N’lis to relax. She didn’t realise how much of a big deal it had all been, but apparently N’lis was still a whole lot of a Holder still. She had told him that she often forgot he was Searched, and she hadn’t been lying. Probably better not to forget so quickly after being reminded, though. That was silly of her.
Dalsuth’s soft whine caused M’quel to blink in surprise, looking down at the dragonet in worry that she’d hit a sore spot or something while she was scratching at his hide for him, but it didn’t seem to be the issue and a moment later the sweet little dragon was speaking and M’quel blinked at him dumbly, and then her mouth formed a little ‘o’ of surprise and her face blushed darkly as she finally put together all the awkward words and actions of not only their current encounter, but no shortage of the previous ones, too. Oh, was on replay, and she could feel Zezeth’s exasperation, but wasn’t sure if it was because of the repeated thought or the denseness of her rider.
Glancing up, M’quel bit her bottom lip when she realised N’lis was angling to leave the bath, and quickly ducked her head down again. Not because she wasn’t curious, but because she felt bad for all her Weyrbrat forwardness when he’d been, well, liking her and she’d been oblivious. She felt so bad! When he started speaking, M’quel lifted her head cautiously, and studied him for a moment, a frown furrowing her brows slightly. She wasn’t uncomfortable; she did feel a bit bad for being an idiot, but she didn’t really think that’s what he was referring to. Chewing on her bottom lip, M’quel carefully lifted Dalsuth’s head from her lap, and climbed to her feet.
Walking carefully around the pool, M’quel stopped when she was a couple of feet from N’lis, still studying his face thoughtfully. “I like you too,” she said frankly, blinking at N’lis with wide eyes and a small smile, her blush creeping up her cheeks again. “Can I have that hug now?” She opened her arms a little, but didn’t make any further move, leaving the decision up to him. She could feel her dragon’s exasperation, but ignored her for the moment – she’d quiz the green beast on her attitude later.
Dalsuth’s soft whine caused M’quel to blink in surprise, looking down at the dragonet in worry that she’d hit a sore spot or something while she was scratching at his hide for him, but it didn’t seem to be the issue and a moment later the sweet little dragon was speaking and M’quel blinked at him dumbly, and then her mouth formed a little ‘o’ of surprise and her face blushed darkly as she finally put together all the awkward words and actions of not only their current encounter, but no shortage of the previous ones, too. Oh, was on replay, and she could feel Zezeth’s exasperation, but wasn’t sure if it was because of the repeated thought or the denseness of her rider.
Glancing up, M’quel bit her bottom lip when she realised N’lis was angling to leave the bath, and quickly ducked her head down again. Not because she wasn’t curious, but because she felt bad for all her Weyrbrat forwardness when he’d been, well, liking her and she’d been oblivious. She felt so bad! When he started speaking, M’quel lifted her head cautiously, and studied him for a moment, a frown furrowing her brows slightly. She wasn’t uncomfortable; she did feel a bit bad for being an idiot, but she didn’t really think that’s what he was referring to. Chewing on her bottom lip, M’quel carefully lifted Dalsuth’s head from her lap, and climbed to her feet.
Walking carefully around the pool, M’quel stopped when she was a couple of feet from N’lis, still studying his face thoughtfully. “I like you too,” she said frankly, blinking at N’lis with wide eyes and a small smile, her blush creeping up her cheeks again. “Can I have that hug now?” She opened her arms a little, but didn’t make any further move, leaving the decision up to him. She could feel her dragon’s exasperation, but ignored her for the moment – she’d quiz the green beast on her attitude later.
