19.Feb.18, 10:13 PM
M'dox had to hurry a bit to keep up with T'bia -- did the bluerider always move this fast, or was food that good of a motivator? He looked around at the park they arrived in, frowning for a moment at the trees. One of his brothers had described the large Holds like Telgar as having no real plantlife, not like their farm, but here were several good sized trees. The Hold continued to surprise him. M'dox followed T'bia over to one of the trees, carefully settling himself on the ground while keeping careful hold on his pastry. Imagine if he dropped it! Well, he'd still probably eat it, it had been a gift after all and it was wrapped and wouldn't truly be dirty, but it would be embarrassing.
"It's very nice." M'dox said honestly in response to T'bia's explanation of the space. "Are there a lot of places like this in the Hold?" He asked, "I didn't think there would be so many trees here." The lack of other people also surprised him. He'd always heard about how many people were in Holds, and even though they could still hear some of the sounds of the Hold in the little park, they were muffled and he couldn't see any other people. The angle M'dox sat at did not face the park entrance, so he didn't even see people walking by. It was much more isolated than he expected anything in Telgar to be like. Shaking off his thoughts he began carefully unwrapping his pastry, glancing at T'bia to see if he had started eating yet. M'dox assumed they were here to eat the food, but he didn't want to start before T'bia did. It seemed... rude, maybe? Presumptuous? Something like that. "Thank you again for the pastry, I'm really excited to try it." He told his friend earnestly, hands nervously playing with the edges of the paper used to hold the food. "What were you thinking of doing next?"
"It's very nice." M'dox said honestly in response to T'bia's explanation of the space. "Are there a lot of places like this in the Hold?" He asked, "I didn't think there would be so many trees here." The lack of other people also surprised him. He'd always heard about how many people were in Holds, and even though they could still hear some of the sounds of the Hold in the little park, they were muffled and he couldn't see any other people. The angle M'dox sat at did not face the park entrance, so he didn't even see people walking by. It was much more isolated than he expected anything in Telgar to be like. Shaking off his thoughts he began carefully unwrapping his pastry, glancing at T'bia to see if he had started eating yet. M'dox assumed they were here to eat the food, but he didn't want to start before T'bia did. It seemed... rude, maybe? Presumptuous? Something like that. "Thank you again for the pastry, I'm really excited to try it." He told his friend earnestly, hands nervously playing with the edges of the paper used to hold the food. "What were you thinking of doing next?"