31.Jan.12, 06:09 AM
There was... no place else to sit, other than the bed and floor. At least this explained why Talian was sitting on the bed when Erisi first walked into his room. He knew he was right to believe that Talian was giving off ridiculous signals unintentionally. Erisi wasn't the type of person to sit on the floor, so while Talian seemed content to situate himself there, he took the more comfortable spot on the bed. It was really his only option. However, he did leave Talian enough room to climb back on it. "Man, they really didn't feel like giving you any provisions? It's fine." Erisi decided to let Talian have his own bottle of wine, and work on consuming his own. He had built up a considerable tolerance to alcohol, so it was of little surprise that he took a good first sip of his own.
Releasing a soft, content sigh, he looked back down to Talian, readying to direct the conversation into territory he was comfortable with. Having Talian staring straight into his face completely sidetracked him. What was this man doing? If Erisi hadn't figured out how oblivious Talian was to the signals he gave off, he would assume Talian was coming on to him. It was rather bold, anyways, for Talian to look him straight in the eyes. To shake off the weight of that look, he took another sip of his wine. Maybe he was over-thinking things, reading too much into what Talian was doing. That thought alone frustrated him. Either Talian was coming onto him hard, or he was completely oblivious to what he was doing. It would be easier to believe that Talian was hitting on him, but he still doubted it.
Fine. He needed to figure this out. "I don't know why you're sitting on the floor," he commented, while subtly suggesting that Talian should get back onto the comfort of the bed. He honestly could not tell what the man's motivations were, and it was going to irritate him all night until he figured it out.
"I'm from Fort Hold. Harper, sucked at the teaching aspect of it, but my masters were lenient enough since I have a pretty good voice. Grew up with a big family, the basics." He assumed that was what Talian was getting at - he was trying to get to know Erisi, and Erisi was feeling particularly forthcoming this evening.
Releasing a soft, content sigh, he looked back down to Talian, readying to direct the conversation into territory he was comfortable with. Having Talian staring straight into his face completely sidetracked him. What was this man doing? If Erisi hadn't figured out how oblivious Talian was to the signals he gave off, he would assume Talian was coming on to him. It was rather bold, anyways, for Talian to look him straight in the eyes. To shake off the weight of that look, he took another sip of his wine. Maybe he was over-thinking things, reading too much into what Talian was doing. That thought alone frustrated him. Either Talian was coming onto him hard, or he was completely oblivious to what he was doing. It would be easier to believe that Talian was hitting on him, but he still doubted it.
Fine. He needed to figure this out. "I don't know why you're sitting on the floor," he commented, while subtly suggesting that Talian should get back onto the comfort of the bed. He honestly could not tell what the man's motivations were, and it was going to irritate him all night until he figured it out.
"I'm from Fort Hold. Harper, sucked at the teaching aspect of it, but my masters were lenient enough since I have a pretty good voice. Grew up with a big family, the basics." He assumed that was what Talian was getting at - he was trying to get to know Erisi, and Erisi was feeling particularly forthcoming this evening.