16.Dec.17, 03:58 AM
Riquarth hummed in response, carefully adjusting his position until he felt satisfied his weight was as evenly distributed as it was going to get. Jycenth was fairly justified in not worrying, the blue was lithe and delicate and unlikely to break a building from sitting on it. Riquarth himself, despite being around the same height and length as Jycenth, was built along much heavier lines and certainly weighed a good deal more. And Riquarth would rather not destroy some Holder's building accidentally on his rider's first visit to the Hold. He'd never be able to coax M'dox back after that!
T'bia's bright smile was contagious, and M'dox smiled shyly back when he agreed to put off the clothing stores. He was still very conscious of how T'bia reacted to everything, unable to forget how their first meeting had gone. No harm in being careful today. M'dox was so focused on trying to interpret what the other rider was thinking he almost tripped as T'bia pulled him off towards whatever bakery he had chosen as their destination, surprised as he was by the sudden movement. He managed not to fall over and bring T'bia with him (that would have been embarrassing), simply letting the other man lead him.
Soon enough he caught the scent of bread in the air and figured they were close to their destination. Within a few moments, they were headed inside a building. The shop smelled divine, reminding him a bit of the kitchens back home where he'd spent so much time as a child. M'dox took a second to close his eyes and just breathe, inhaling the warm, fragrant air. It took him a moment to register T'bia's offer, but when it did M'dox's mind snapped back to the present.
"Really?" He asked breathlessly, surprise and gratitude showing in his face. "Are you sure? I mean, you invited me here, shouldn't I get you something as thanks? I mean - I can get whatever I want?" M'dox couldn't think of the last time someone had bought something for him. His parents, sure, and a sibling on occasion, and sometimes some of the women at the Weyr would give him something in thanks for his assistance, but no one else had treated him to anything before.
T'bia's bright smile was contagious, and M'dox smiled shyly back when he agreed to put off the clothing stores. He was still very conscious of how T'bia reacted to everything, unable to forget how their first meeting had gone. No harm in being careful today. M'dox was so focused on trying to interpret what the other rider was thinking he almost tripped as T'bia pulled him off towards whatever bakery he had chosen as their destination, surprised as he was by the sudden movement. He managed not to fall over and bring T'bia with him (that would have been embarrassing), simply letting the other man lead him.
Soon enough he caught the scent of bread in the air and figured they were close to their destination. Within a few moments, they were headed inside a building. The shop smelled divine, reminding him a bit of the kitchens back home where he'd spent so much time as a child. M'dox took a second to close his eyes and just breathe, inhaling the warm, fragrant air. It took him a moment to register T'bia's offer, but when it did M'dox's mind snapped back to the present.
"Really?" He asked breathlessly, surprise and gratitude showing in his face. "Are you sure? I mean, you invited me here, shouldn't I get you something as thanks? I mean - I can get whatever I want?" M'dox couldn't think of the last time someone had bought something for him. His parents, sure, and a sibling on occasion, and sometimes some of the women at the Weyr would give him something in thanks for his assistance, but no one else had treated him to anything before.