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11.May.12, 09:33 PM
B'jin's face took on an expression of muted surprise, blinking at Talian with wide eyes as he considered the question he'd been posed. "No?" B'jin asked, not at all sure where Talian was coming from or what he had done to cause such a worry in the young man. Completely bewildered, B'jin frowned at the healer, "Why?" Caught up as they had been in their little play fight, B'jin hadn't had enough time to process what had been said, in order to keep it once the game had finished. In part, that was due to the fact that it did hurt and freak him out - and B'jin was ever careful to forget the things that upset him, and when he couldn't, lock them away. Pain was not something the greenrider enjoyed.
Talian's order caused more surprise from B'jin, and he eyed the young man suspiciously, not entirely sure he was out of play mode and unwilling to sacrifice himself to being tickled when unable to escape. When he vanished behind him, B'jin's head whipped around to keep an eye on him, expression bewildered. A squeak of surprise was uttered when he felt Talian latch onto his shoulders, jerking unintentionally in expectation of more tickling, an undesired giggle fleeing his lips at the same time. Realising rapidly where Talian was going with his order and actions, however, B'jin's expression brightened and he flopped onto the ground, pillowing his head on crossed arms.
"Stressed?" B'jin asked, amused, as he tilted his head to glimpse Talian. He gave a soft snort, and rested his chin on his crossed wrists, staring out into the forest. He hadn't really considered that he might be stressed, but he supposed he probably was. But... He couldn't very well tell the young man that Valerian was snotty with Larrikith and as a result had barely been seen, that he was worried R'nd was going to become bored of him and find someone else to spend time with, that Larrikith had flown early and now he wasn't sure if she were going to fly again or not. That S'kef had been prowling him for a chance at payback because of his smart mouth and he was hoping the horrible man would get sucked between...or simply drop dead from whatever illness he'd ended up with. "Not really," he said lightly, thankful his face was more or less out of Talian's field of vision.
Talian's order caused more surprise from B'jin, and he eyed the young man suspiciously, not entirely sure he was out of play mode and unwilling to sacrifice himself to being tickled when unable to escape. When he vanished behind him, B'jin's head whipped around to keep an eye on him, expression bewildered. A squeak of surprise was uttered when he felt Talian latch onto his shoulders, jerking unintentionally in expectation of more tickling, an undesired giggle fleeing his lips at the same time. Realising rapidly where Talian was going with his order and actions, however, B'jin's expression brightened and he flopped onto the ground, pillowing his head on crossed arms.
"Stressed?" B'jin asked, amused, as he tilted his head to glimpse Talian. He gave a soft snort, and rested his chin on his crossed wrists, staring out into the forest. He hadn't really considered that he might be stressed, but he supposed he probably was. But... He couldn't very well tell the young man that Valerian was snotty with Larrikith and as a result had barely been seen, that he was worried R'nd was going to become bored of him and find someone else to spend time with, that Larrikith had flown early and now he wasn't sure if she were going to fly again or not. That S'kef had been prowling him for a chance at payback because of his smart mouth and he was hoping the horrible man would get sucked between...or simply drop dead from whatever illness he'd ended up with. "Not really," he said lightly, thankful his face was more or less out of Talian's field of vision.
