26.May.19, 04:43 AM
R’dal considered the options as he drank his water and then finally shrugged when he set the cup down again. “I can tell him if you want. There are probably some benefits to him thinking we’re together and we can let him think that if you want that, too. I’m okay either way, really. It’s just cool that he’s paying so much attention to my life and happiness.” And it really was! It wasn’t that M’ris had been a bad dad but he had some rough turns that didn’t make him the best influence to be around for a while and then he was getting his own life together again and then suddenly he was a Weyrleader.
Checking where his pillow was in reference to his current position, R’dal angled himself just to the left and flopped back, head finding the soft landing pad without issue so he could stare at the sky. “I’ve always worried about disappointing him,” he didn’t talk about his worries and fears that much, though a few of his close friends knew since they all shared such things when they were little and especially after the landslide. He actually went back to Old Katila sometimes to reflect but that was something he didn’t tell his friends, especially Madiquel. So much was lost and it was one of the taboo topics to bring up with survivors.
“I mean, for one thing, he’s a bronzerider and I’m… not.” That Hatching had been the second scariest night of his life thanks to first thinking that he wouldn’t Impress and then realising he had but to a blue. M’ris was proud all the same and never seemed to mind Edath’s colour. “I don’t really even look like him and I used to think my mom was mistaken and he wasn’t my dad but M’ris seems to like the idea of me being his son so I’m happy. Even happier now that I know he’s okay with the idea of me dating men. Bronzeriding Weyrleader Dads can be scary if you mess with their image.”
With a glance at F’drel, R’dal offered him a small smile and quickly changed the subject away from all his melodrama. “I bet my sister won’t get it as easy. Dad’s gonna be all over the guys she shows interest in.”
Checking where his pillow was in reference to his current position, R’dal angled himself just to the left and flopped back, head finding the soft landing pad without issue so he could stare at the sky. “I’ve always worried about disappointing him,” he didn’t talk about his worries and fears that much, though a few of his close friends knew since they all shared such things when they were little and especially after the landslide. He actually went back to Old Katila sometimes to reflect but that was something he didn’t tell his friends, especially Madiquel. So much was lost and it was one of the taboo topics to bring up with survivors.
“I mean, for one thing, he’s a bronzerider and I’m… not.” That Hatching had been the second scariest night of his life thanks to first thinking that he wouldn’t Impress and then realising he had but to a blue. M’ris was proud all the same and never seemed to mind Edath’s colour. “I don’t really even look like him and I used to think my mom was mistaken and he wasn’t my dad but M’ris seems to like the idea of me being his son so I’m happy. Even happier now that I know he’s okay with the idea of me dating men. Bronzeriding Weyrleader Dads can be scary if you mess with their image.”
With a glance at F’drel, R’dal offered him a small smile and quickly changed the subject away from all his melodrama. “I bet my sister won’t get it as easy. Dad’s gonna be all over the guys she shows interest in.”