31.Jan.12, 10:55 PM
Allendris straightened immediately, eyes widening slightly at the directness of Lymsleia's question. Once again, he was having trouble following the young woman's train of thought, struggling briefly to determine the relevancy of his answer to their conversation. Frankly, he couldn't see how it mattered! It was frustrating, in a way, to feel so lost in the conversation when normally he was so very good at reading the intent behind peoples' words, but to go from the continuation of the dragon race to something so personal was completely... well, beyond the realm of the Polite and Proper socialite conversation he was used to.
And besides, this was a particularly sensitive topic!
The glass-smith coughed quietly, a slight flush of color on the young man's pale cheeks betraying his embarrassment despite the cool tone of his voice when he answered, "I think that's a little personal, don't you?" His expression as he spoke, as smooth and collected as ever, betrayed nothing - but it was obvious from the trouble he had meeting Lymsleia's eyes once she'd asked that the answer was probably 'no.'
And besides, this was a particularly sensitive topic!
The glass-smith coughed quietly, a slight flush of color on the young man's pale cheeks betraying his embarrassment despite the cool tone of his voice when he answered, "I think that's a little personal, don't you?" His expression as he spoke, as smooth and collected as ever, betrayed nothing - but it was obvious from the trouble he had meeting Lymsleia's eyes once she'd asked that the answer was probably 'no.'
Bronze Weyrling Vyaniorth