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17.Jan.13, 07:50 PM
Khaduceth's contented rumbling grew slightly louder as Valerian petted him. The brown dragonet found that he liked this boy, who seemed to calm and quiet and whom his bonded cared for so much. Khaduceth didn't quite understand the connection, possibly because Talian was still interpreting it loosely himself, but it was very positive and pleasing just the same. Valerian made his bonded happy, and Khaduceth could also see why Fellis went to him willingly; he was a very good petter, too!
"He likes you," Talian relayed, moving his own fingers down the dragonet's neck and watching the quiet interaction. Talian couldn't have been more pleased. Khaduceth was not so forthcoming with his approval as Valerian as he was in his love for Tal, but the warmth and comfort was readily visible to the healer, and it meant a lot. Talian was pleased to think that the days of awkwardness and discomfort concerning dragons were finally over.
Tal smiled. "Don't let me keep you, Val. You're welcome to go whenever you need to. It's really very good to see you, though," Talian said, tone relaxed as he settled back beside his dragonet. "Though hearing that tempts me to follow you." His mind wandered back to the time they'd gone stargazing together. Talian learned a lot about Val that night, and he often wished he got to glimpse the creative side more often. "I don't take enough time to listen to either of you sing."
He rolled onto his back and sighed, tired but content. "I guess I don't take a lot of time to admire many beautiful things," he said. He felt Khaduceth reassuring him silently, and he smiled. "I need to. You and B'jin have always helped with that, you know? But I've spent so much time worrying over little things, or even big things...big things that just sort of eat me alive, you know?"
Oh shards, he was rambling! He started to apologize, but he stopped himself short. Why should you? Khaduceth said sweetly. Iif he didn't like you just the way you are, I don't think he would be here now. Kkhaduceth based his guess off of Talian's memories alone, but he spoke with such confidence that it made Talian feel stupid for ever doubting.
"You're right," he replied, patting the dragon's side lightly. He leaned up just enough to cast a reassuring smile at Valerian, as if to say 'no, I haven't gone crazy!'. He was just talking to his dragon! His wonderful, beautiful dragon.
"I'm done with all that," Talian elaborated, situating himself so he was half-laying on Khaduceth's side as he faced his friend. The pair seemed perfectly comfortable laying in their little pile. "I promised B'jin I wasn't going to let this bother me. I mean...I'm worried about some things, but I don't suppose feeling sorry for myself now will do any more good than it has been. I told him I'd give this dragonrider thing my best shot..." He paused for a moment, allowing his fawning eyes to look over Khaduceth one more time.
"Think I have a shot, Val?" he asked with carefully disguised playfulness.
Was that optimism in his tone? Maybe just a little bit, but he wouldn't have admitted to it. He still didn't want to be a dragonrider, but how could he argue with a gift like Khaduceth? Somehow, the little bastard made him feel like it would be okay.
"He likes you," Talian relayed, moving his own fingers down the dragonet's neck and watching the quiet interaction. Talian couldn't have been more pleased. Khaduceth was not so forthcoming with his approval as Valerian as he was in his love for Tal, but the warmth and comfort was readily visible to the healer, and it meant a lot. Talian was pleased to think that the days of awkwardness and discomfort concerning dragons were finally over.
Tal smiled. "Don't let me keep you, Val. You're welcome to go whenever you need to. It's really very good to see you, though," Talian said, tone relaxed as he settled back beside his dragonet. "Though hearing that tempts me to follow you." His mind wandered back to the time they'd gone stargazing together. Talian learned a lot about Val that night, and he often wished he got to glimpse the creative side more often. "I don't take enough time to listen to either of you sing."
He rolled onto his back and sighed, tired but content. "I guess I don't take a lot of time to admire many beautiful things," he said. He felt Khaduceth reassuring him silently, and he smiled. "I need to. You and B'jin have always helped with that, you know? But I've spent so much time worrying over little things, or even big things...big things that just sort of eat me alive, you know?"
Oh shards, he was rambling! He started to apologize, but he stopped himself short. Why should you? Khaduceth said sweetly. Iif he didn't like you just the way you are, I don't think he would be here now. Kkhaduceth based his guess off of Talian's memories alone, but he spoke with such confidence that it made Talian feel stupid for ever doubting.
"You're right," he replied, patting the dragon's side lightly. He leaned up just enough to cast a reassuring smile at Valerian, as if to say 'no, I haven't gone crazy!'. He was just talking to his dragon! His wonderful, beautiful dragon.
"I'm done with all that," Talian elaborated, situating himself so he was half-laying on Khaduceth's side as he faced his friend. The pair seemed perfectly comfortable laying in their little pile. "I promised B'jin I wasn't going to let this bother me. I mean...I'm worried about some things, but I don't suppose feeling sorry for myself now will do any more good than it has been. I told him I'd give this dragonrider thing my best shot..." He paused for a moment, allowing his fawning eyes to look over Khaduceth one more time.
"Think I have a shot, Val?" he asked with carefully disguised playfulness.
Was that optimism in his tone? Maybe just a little bit, but he wouldn't have admitted to it. He still didn't want to be a dragonrider, but how could he argue with a gift like Khaduceth? Somehow, the little bastard made him feel like it would be okay.
