16.Dec.17, 12:27 AM
As M'dox continued to look around with wide eyes, nodding in response to T'bia's comment, Riquarth reciprocated Jycenth's greeting and followed him. He assumed the other dragon knew the correct protocols to follow when in the Hold. Riquarth was, however, a bit dubious about the ability of some of these structures to hold his weight. The brown made sure to land on a different roof from Jycenth, near enough to the blue dragon for easy conversation but not so close he would worry to much about structural instability.
Are you sure we won't break these? He asked Jycenth, mild concern in his tone.
M'dox, meanwhile, was overwhelmed by the options. He didn't know anything about the Hold, why should he choose? T'bia knew more about their options than he did, and he told the other rider so.
"Ah, I don't know? Anything? You know this place better than I do." He paused considering. "Actually, maybe not clothing first. At some point, I would like to look at clothing but I'd rather not spend all my marks on our first stop." M'dox laughed lightly and rubbed the back of his head a little embarrassed. He had no self control when it came to clothing. He bit his lip, thinking back on their first conversation a few days ago. "You mentioned bakeries you liked? Maybe we could start there? I could eat a pastry about now." Or five, considering he'd been too nervous that morning to take more than a bite or two of anything in the way of breakfast. Riquarth had gently scolded him about it, but hadn't really been able to do anything about it beyond voice his disapproval. But now that they were here maybe he could eat more easily.
"Is, uh, is that good?" M'dox asked, glancing up at T'bia.
Are you sure we won't break these? He asked Jycenth, mild concern in his tone.
M'dox, meanwhile, was overwhelmed by the options. He didn't know anything about the Hold, why should he choose? T'bia knew more about their options than he did, and he told the other rider so.
"Ah, I don't know? Anything? You know this place better than I do." He paused considering. "Actually, maybe not clothing first. At some point, I would like to look at clothing but I'd rather not spend all my marks on our first stop." M'dox laughed lightly and rubbed the back of his head a little embarrassed. He had no self control when it came to clothing. He bit his lip, thinking back on their first conversation a few days ago. "You mentioned bakeries you liked? Maybe we could start there? I could eat a pastry about now." Or five, considering he'd been too nervous that morning to take more than a bite or two of anything in the way of breakfast. Riquarth had gently scolded him about it, but hadn't really been able to do anything about it beyond voice his disapproval. But now that they were here maybe he could eat more easily.
"Is, uh, is that good?" M'dox asked, glancing up at T'bia.