21.May.13, 05:53 AM
“You’re welcome,” the two words were almost sing-songy in the way B’jin delivered them, brown eyes bright with mirth. He enjoyed playing down Talian’s adequate dragonrider skills. The boy was far from as horrible as he made himself out to be, but B’jin would agree he was far from the top of his class – which he was pretty sure was the issue. If Talian didn’t care that he wasn’t at the top of the class, he would probably end up doing better overall. But, he did care, and B’jin couldn’t be bothered fighting with him about it, or that fat lump of a dragon he rode, either. Honestly, though, B’jin enjoyed being able to help his little healer by dramatising how awful a rider he was. Talian belonged in the Healer Hall, not in the sky!
B’jin smiled, tolerant and amused as he hugged Talian lightly when the young healer approached him. “Of course.” The words were answer to both the rhetorical question, and the legitimate one Talian put forth as B’jin lightly kissed the top of the boy’s head. A naughty smile played over B’jin’s lips as he leaned back on his arms and peered across at Talian from where he was seated. “I may not answer, though!” The words were clearly teasing, and the playful smile didn’t so much as twitch as B’jin grinned at the weyrling.
B’jin smiled, tolerant and amused as he hugged Talian lightly when the young healer approached him. “Of course.” The words were answer to both the rhetorical question, and the legitimate one Talian put forth as B’jin lightly kissed the top of the boy’s head. A naughty smile played over B’jin’s lips as he leaned back on his arms and peered across at Talian from where he was seated. “I may not answer, though!” The words were clearly teasing, and the playful smile didn’t so much as twitch as B’jin grinned at the weyrling.