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23.May.19, 02:17 AM
As usual, R’dal was a whirlwind of energy and F’drel just let his friend pull him further into the weyr. He was about to open his mouth to say he was fine and didn’t need water, but R’dal was already in another room to get it. F’drel gave a soft shake of his head before letting himself fall onto one of the pillows with a sigh. It wasn’t long before R’dal returned with a pitcher and cups, and F’drel thanked his friend, and sat forward so he could pour himself some. He may not have been thirsty, but now that the water was there it would be rude not to have some. Besides, holding a cup was a good way to occupy his hands.
“I was just doing an errand for someone, nothing big. Thought I’d see you before leaving.” F’drel shrugged. “I’m sure you’re right, Miri would like that. You’re welcome to invite us if they happen again.” Aradissicath telling stories sounded like something Miri would adore. Though he wasn’t exactly sure what type of stories a dragon would tell. Were they meant more for dragons? Or for people?
Shaking off his questions about Fort’s gold queen hosting story time, F’drel decided not to put off the conversation he’d at least partially come here to have. “What’s new, um… your dad summoned me to his office the other day.” F’drel paused, trying to figure out the best way to talk about this with R’dal. He wasn’t good at talking about this kind of thing. Relationship stuff. Or lack of relationship stuff. It was awkward and he had no experience talking about it — it had always been something to never speak of ever for F’drel, keeping personal information as close to the chest as possible. Maybe kept him from having his personal business widely talked about, but it also left him floundering when it came to actually talking about these sorts of things. Well, he’d started the conversation, may as well keep going, even if it doomed to be awkward as all fuck. “He wanted to ask me if you and I were planning to move in together. Did you know he thinks we’re dating?” F’drel asked nervously, unsure how R’dal would respond. He didn’t think it would be bad, necessarily, but he couldn’t always predict what R’dal would do, and F’drel didn’t like not knowing what was coming.
“I was just doing an errand for someone, nothing big. Thought I’d see you before leaving.” F’drel shrugged. “I’m sure you’re right, Miri would like that. You’re welcome to invite us if they happen again.” Aradissicath telling stories sounded like something Miri would adore. Though he wasn’t exactly sure what type of stories a dragon would tell. Were they meant more for dragons? Or for people?
Shaking off his questions about Fort’s gold queen hosting story time, F’drel decided not to put off the conversation he’d at least partially come here to have. “What’s new, um… your dad summoned me to his office the other day.” F’drel paused, trying to figure out the best way to talk about this with R’dal. He wasn’t good at talking about this kind of thing. Relationship stuff. Or lack of relationship stuff. It was awkward and he had no experience talking about it — it had always been something to never speak of ever for F’drel, keeping personal information as close to the chest as possible. Maybe kept him from having his personal business widely talked about, but it also left him floundering when it came to actually talking about these sorts of things. Well, he’d started the conversation, may as well keep going, even if it doomed to be awkward as all fuck. “He wanted to ask me if you and I were planning to move in together. Did you know he thinks we’re dating?” F’drel asked nervously, unsure how R’dal would respond. He didn’t think it would be bad, necessarily, but he couldn’t always predict what R’dal would do, and F’drel didn’t like not knowing what was coming.
