30.Oct.16, 09:22 PM
“I am,” N’mor answered without any preamble as he glanced up at his dragon. “He’s busy at the moment.” The fact that Larrikith had informed him that B’jin was preoccupied for the present time (N’mor didn’t ask, but it sounded like R’nd was the cause for said ‘busy’.) and that they should come back a bit later. He was amused that Rhezalth had missed Larrikith’s comment, but it wasn’t entirely uncommon event; he had probably been too busy watching the green that had taken flight shortly after they arrived. N’mor was just pleased that Rhezalth hadn’t opted to give chase.
Releasing her as quickly as he’d reached out to grab her, N’mor eyed the goldrider thoughtfully. He had heard much of Okalinath’s comments, and a slight smirk curled up one corner of his lips, though the expression was far from threatening. “Sorry, Kahleena. I didn’t realise you were out here.” At least, not until the last moment. Okalinath was known to be loud and a loud dragon’s rider could be just about anywhere. “How are you today?”
He might as well fill the time he had to waste being polite to the lady; a lack of manners never got anyone anywhere of use. Besides, N’mor was a genuinely polite young man.