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07.Jun.18, 05:21 AM
T'ryn nodded when Mulrissa said she didn't have anyone she wanted to win her Flight, relief just about to set in when she went on to say he wasn't expected or a first choice of hers and couldn't help but wince. He really wasn't offended and nodded again so she knew he wasn't but he couldn't stop the comparisons between him and his dad, especially since Ayontay had confided in him about what had happened at Nerreh's party. He knew they both looked a lot like R'nd and had grown up hearing how everyone thought R'nd was amazing and that greenriders wanted him to win their Flights since he was attractive and kind even in Flightlust. But here was a goldrider telling him he wasn't her first choice, marking another difference between sons and father. Ayontay would have been over the moon to have that told to him but T'ryn had always admired R'nd and wanted to be like him and make him proud. It wasn't Mulrissa's fault though. He was both young and had issues that seemed to run through most of the R'nd Kids when it came to being acceptance and abandonment.
He was starting to nod again when the offer for water was given but stopped and stared at her wide-eyed when there was also an offer to stay in bed. When clarifcation came that she had extra beds, it didn't relieve T'ryn any and he managed to shake his head in the negative. It wasn't that he had been worried he was being invited to a second helping, but the rumour mill was insane in the Weyrs and no matter what bed he was in, everyone would assume they had stayed in each other's embrace all night which meant Casa would find out before he even returned to Ista. Winning a Flight was one thing and she'd likely --hopefully-- forgive that but he didn't believe she'd forgive him willingly going in for more.
"N-no thanks. I'll stay with R'nd or a friend if I need to," not that he could think of any friends at Telgar in the moment. His head was still fuzzy and adding in confusion and nerves from the experience meant he was next to useless. As long as he could still dress himself and walk down some halls, T'ryn would consider himself a full functioning human again.
Except dressing himself required clothes that seemed to be everywhere but not in bed with him. He had no idea how to articulate the thoughts running circles in his head but finally T'ryn decided that had slept together and been chatting in the nude so did it really matter if he took a stroll around the room to find his clothes? Carefully one foot and then the other was lowered over the edge of the bed to the ground where T'ryn debated taking the sheet with him after all. Instead, he looked for his clothing and mapped out a path to take him to each piece. Starting with the underwear, he slipped off the bed to start working on the path to being dressed.
He was starting to nod again when the offer for water was given but stopped and stared at her wide-eyed when there was also an offer to stay in bed. When clarifcation came that she had extra beds, it didn't relieve T'ryn any and he managed to shake his head in the negative. It wasn't that he had been worried he was being invited to a second helping, but the rumour mill was insane in the Weyrs and no matter what bed he was in, everyone would assume they had stayed in each other's embrace all night which meant Casa would find out before he even returned to Ista. Winning a Flight was one thing and she'd likely --hopefully-- forgive that but he didn't believe she'd forgive him willingly going in for more.
"N-no thanks. I'll stay with R'nd or a friend if I need to," not that he could think of any friends at Telgar in the moment. His head was still fuzzy and adding in confusion and nerves from the experience meant he was next to useless. As long as he could still dress himself and walk down some halls, T'ryn would consider himself a full functioning human again.
Except dressing himself required clothes that seemed to be everywhere but not in bed with him. He had no idea how to articulate the thoughts running circles in his head but finally T'ryn decided that had slept together and been chatting in the nude so did it really matter if he took a stroll around the room to find his clothes? Carefully one foot and then the other was lowered over the edge of the bed to the ground where T'ryn debated taking the sheet with him after all. Instead, he looked for his clothing and mapped out a path to take him to each piece. Starting with the underwear, he slipped off the bed to start working on the path to being dressed.
