20.Sep.12, 02:55 AM
Sanderon listened and watched D'ren very carefully. Some of the words he had heard before. 'It was all for their survival'. It was interesting though when the weyrleader asked if he was willing to cooperate. He knew what he wanted to say at this point but he refrained. Instead he thought long and hard.
The drastic change in D'ren's attitude towards him at the end of the man's words made him wonder what it meant. Good? What was good, he wondered. He had many questions. Seeing as how he had a very rare opportunity to speak with the weyrleader away from others ears, he would ask.
"I have heard that being stolen from my family was for the survival of the dragons. I get that and I think I can respect it as well. What I don't get is why I couldn't say goodbye first. I would have come willingly if I could have said my farewell. Being thought of as a failure or dead by those I respected more than life itself..." He shook his head unwilling to complete that thought. "I'd like to know why. I was chosen as worthy to stand for dragon eggs. Why couldn't I share that honor with my family? I just don't get it. Why the secrecy? ....And why do you call me Son?" He added as an afterthought.
And why did it not hurt when D'ren called him Son but when others did, it made him frustrated? He did not know.
"Do you have a Son?" He asked. "And would he have supported the Weyr....like I will?"
Yes, Sanderon would cooperate. Crazy as his anger had been and his will to get away, Sanderon wanted to see peace. There had been way too much chaos, and part of it, he had caused himself. He did not want to be part of the problem. "I want to be part of the solution. I will protect the weyr. I will hunt for it too, if someday I'm trusted enough to do so."
The drastic change in D'ren's attitude towards him at the end of the man's words made him wonder what it meant. Good? What was good, he wondered. He had many questions. Seeing as how he had a very rare opportunity to speak with the weyrleader away from others ears, he would ask.
"I have heard that being stolen from my family was for the survival of the dragons. I get that and I think I can respect it as well. What I don't get is why I couldn't say goodbye first. I would have come willingly if I could have said my farewell. Being thought of as a failure or dead by those I respected more than life itself..." He shook his head unwilling to complete that thought. "I'd like to know why. I was chosen as worthy to stand for dragon eggs. Why couldn't I share that honor with my family? I just don't get it. Why the secrecy? ....And why do you call me Son?" He added as an afterthought.
And why did it not hurt when D'ren called him Son but when others did, it made him frustrated? He did not know.
"Do you have a Son?" He asked. "And would he have supported the Weyr....like I will?"
Yes, Sanderon would cooperate. Crazy as his anger had been and his will to get away, Sanderon wanted to see peace. There had been way too much chaos, and part of it, he had caused himself. He did not want to be part of the problem. "I want to be part of the solution. I will protect the weyr. I will hunt for it too, if someday I'm trusted enough to do so."