24.Feb.13, 10:48 PM
R'ana was still startled that he wanted her to befriend the gold riders. She thought it over carefully. On one hand it was a startling idea. She was green rider and one with no real pull beside, unless you counted pull with the group that had dubbed itself the outcasts.
On the other hand...R'ana was harmless. Thanks to Par'a she had a rough idea of her own reputation in the weyr. A bit repressed sexually, very quiet unless her dragon was involved. A habit to take in the strays of the weyr, and more or less an unknown quantity.
She spoke quietly. "I'll try with the gold riders first, sir." She spoke quietly. "Lord knows they might need more than one someone who can keep their mouth shut around them. While Shanith never shuts up, I never did see use for flapping my gums when I've not much to say."
She looked to him again, in thought. She wasn't sure how to repay him for his time and advice, and thanking him didn't seem like enough, when she knew if she was careful, following it could mean no more lashings.
Finally she offered, "I'm due to make Shanith a batch of oil over the next week. Probably within the next couple of days if I find enough lavender to scent it with. Would it be helpful if I made you a batch of unscented oil for Xyreith? At his size he must go through the stuff pretty fast." It was a way of offering him something for the trouble of having Shanith interrupt his morning, at least.
On the other hand...R'ana was harmless. Thanks to Par'a she had a rough idea of her own reputation in the weyr. A bit repressed sexually, very quiet unless her dragon was involved. A habit to take in the strays of the weyr, and more or less an unknown quantity.
She spoke quietly. "I'll try with the gold riders first, sir." She spoke quietly. "Lord knows they might need more than one someone who can keep their mouth shut around them. While Shanith never shuts up, I never did see use for flapping my gums when I've not much to say."
She looked to him again, in thought. She wasn't sure how to repay him for his time and advice, and thanking him didn't seem like enough, when she knew if she was careful, following it could mean no more lashings.
Finally she offered, "I'm due to make Shanith a batch of oil over the next week. Probably within the next couple of days if I find enough lavender to scent it with. Would it be helpful if I made you a batch of unscented oil for Xyreith? At his size he must go through the stuff pretty fast." It was a way of offering him something for the trouble of having Shanith interrupt his morning, at least.