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10.May.19, 11:32 AM
F’drel watched A’tay intently, looking for signs that he was off balance or anything else that might indicate he’d hurt his head. He wasn’t so sure it was a good idea that A’tay was shaking his head at him, but A’tay didn’t seem to wince at the shaking, so it was probably fine? F’drel didn’t know, he wasn’t a Healer. Somehow he doubted A’tay had any interesting in seeing a proper Healer, so F’drel didn’t even consider bringing it up.
’Miri, can you reassure Xyxyth, please?’ F’drel silently asked his dragon, moving to sit against the wall a foot or so from A’tay. ’A’tay seems all right and I’m keeping a close eye on him. A panicking dragon put a lot into their rider’s head, and it really wasn’t good when your head already hurt. Halomirth mentally nodded in assent.
Here, she said, curling more around Xyxyth — as much as she could, anyway, the young bronze was already bigger than her, your rider will be fine. F’drel is taking care of him, so he is safe. You’re safe here too. Please don’t worry so much. The last bit was said almost pleadingly — Halomirth’s words were comforting, but the whole situation rather stressed her out. She wasn’t good at dealing with all the upset feelings around her. What of they were directed at her? No, they were disconcerting and not fun. Curling up with a friend was relaxing and meant they weren’t upset with her or her rider. It was better for everyone.
F’drel listened quietly to A’tay’s rambling explanation. It didn’t matter to him at all why A’tay didn’t want to participate in the Flight, all that mattered was that he didn’t. He bit back a nasty comment about ‘proper bronzeriders’ — A’tay didn’t need that at the moment — and focused on reassuring him.
“There’s no such thing as a bad reason to not want to have sex,” he said softly, still maintaining a good deal of space between them, though he was wondering if A’tay was the same sort of person as R’dal who seemed like he needed hugs and physical contact to process emotions, “especially when you’re young.” A’tay hadn’t explicitly said he was a virgin, but how he reacted to the Flight and his reasoning behind it seemed to suggest it. And F’drel felt a Flight would be a terrible place to have sex for the first time. It was kind of like being drugged, wasn’t it, with the way you couldn’t really remember things. F’drel both hated that he couldn’t remember Flights and was relieved he didn’t have to. He didn’t want to remember them, but he hated not knowing especially when the other person may remember more than he did. It was uncomfortable and made his skin crawl. And when it was someone’s first time? F’drel thought that would be a horrifically gross feeling.
He didn’t really care about whatever personal drama there was with who was dating who or who liked who or whatever, but it clearly was important to A’tay which meant F’drel didn’t want to be completely dismissive of it. What he wanted to do was reassure A’tay that he wasn’t a bad dragonrider for being young and having feelings.
“Dragons have our best interests in mind, but they’re dragons, not human, and we don’t work the same way. It’s not wrong that we and our dragons disagree sometimes, and it’s never wrong to have boundaries we won’t cross, no matter how much we love them and want them to be happy.” F’drel didn’t have the same ability to ground his dragon, and generally felt fairly helpless when it came to Miri’s Flights, but he set up boundaries in other ways — there were some people Miri was determined he befriend that F’drel had definitively said no to. And she seemed to — mostly — accept those decisions. Especially since F’drel usually let her have her way in other things. But in this case, A’tay could ground his dragon, and had managed to do so, which F’drel was slightly jealous of, and he shouldn’t beat himself up over that choice. A’tay hadn’t been as fucked over by life yet as F’drel, and there was no reason he should have to be.
“It’s not wrong to be a person, A’tay.” F’drel said, really hoping the kid understood at least some of what he was trying to say.
’Miri, can you reassure Xyxyth, please?’ F’drel silently asked his dragon, moving to sit against the wall a foot or so from A’tay. ’A’tay seems all right and I’m keeping a close eye on him. A panicking dragon put a lot into their rider’s head, and it really wasn’t good when your head already hurt. Halomirth mentally nodded in assent.
Here, she said, curling more around Xyxyth — as much as she could, anyway, the young bronze was already bigger than her, your rider will be fine. F’drel is taking care of him, so he is safe. You’re safe here too. Please don’t worry so much. The last bit was said almost pleadingly — Halomirth’s words were comforting, but the whole situation rather stressed her out. She wasn’t good at dealing with all the upset feelings around her. What of they were directed at her? No, they were disconcerting and not fun. Curling up with a friend was relaxing and meant they weren’t upset with her or her rider. It was better for everyone.
F’drel listened quietly to A’tay’s rambling explanation. It didn’t matter to him at all why A’tay didn’t want to participate in the Flight, all that mattered was that he didn’t. He bit back a nasty comment about ‘proper bronzeriders’ — A’tay didn’t need that at the moment — and focused on reassuring him.
“There’s no such thing as a bad reason to not want to have sex,” he said softly, still maintaining a good deal of space between them, though he was wondering if A’tay was the same sort of person as R’dal who seemed like he needed hugs and physical contact to process emotions, “especially when you’re young.” A’tay hadn’t explicitly said he was a virgin, but how he reacted to the Flight and his reasoning behind it seemed to suggest it. And F’drel felt a Flight would be a terrible place to have sex for the first time. It was kind of like being drugged, wasn’t it, with the way you couldn’t really remember things. F’drel both hated that he couldn’t remember Flights and was relieved he didn’t have to. He didn’t want to remember them, but he hated not knowing especially when the other person may remember more than he did. It was uncomfortable and made his skin crawl. And when it was someone’s first time? F’drel thought that would be a horrifically gross feeling.
He didn’t really care about whatever personal drama there was with who was dating who or who liked who or whatever, but it clearly was important to A’tay which meant F’drel didn’t want to be completely dismissive of it. What he wanted to do was reassure A’tay that he wasn’t a bad dragonrider for being young and having feelings.
“Dragons have our best interests in mind, but they’re dragons, not human, and we don’t work the same way. It’s not wrong that we and our dragons disagree sometimes, and it’s never wrong to have boundaries we won’t cross, no matter how much we love them and want them to be happy.” F’drel didn’t have the same ability to ground his dragon, and generally felt fairly helpless when it came to Miri’s Flights, but he set up boundaries in other ways — there were some people Miri was determined he befriend that F’drel had definitively said no to. And she seemed to — mostly — accept those decisions. Especially since F’drel usually let her have her way in other things. But in this case, A’tay could ground his dragon, and had managed to do so, which F’drel was slightly jealous of, and he shouldn’t beat himself up over that choice. A’tay hadn’t been as fucked over by life yet as F’drel, and there was no reason he should have to be.
“It’s not wrong to be a person, A’tay.” F’drel said, really hoping the kid understood at least some of what he was trying to say.
