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04.Jun.19, 04:20 PM
Niath eyed R’vi as he approached her, reaching her head out to sniff the offered hand. She tilted her head to listen to his greeting for her, filing the name and scent away for future reference — Niath would probably forget the man’s name, but she’d be able to lean on Tala’s memory to pull it up. Niath found it very convenient.
Why would she drive me crazy? The dragonet asked, not following. Her bonded was the best and the only thing she’d ever done that wasn’t ideal was having to go to classes instead of play with her, or having to put off a bath longer than Niath wanted. But those were just mild inconveniences. This man had weird ideas. Done with R’vi, Niath stood up and shook herself off, then trotted over to go sniff at Vydoriath. He didn’t smell like Telgar, and Niath was curious about it.
Tala smiled as she watched her dragon meet the new people, keeping an eye on Niath while the little green sniffed at Vydoriath, turning back to R’vi once it was clear the dragons were having a conversation. Satisfied Niath was comfortable and didn’t need her, Tala walked over to R’vi, and sat down on the ground where he indicated she should.
“Nothing that should be too inconvenient for you,” Tala teased, gently shoving his arm. It was just a trip from Ista to Telgar with a passenger, nothing too complicated. Hopefully R’vi would feel the same. “Indivara says Niath’s mature enough to meet my daughter, and I just need someone to bring her from the creche in Ista to me here. You wouldn’t even need to bring her back to Ista, ‘cause she can live here now. Not too complicated, right? It doesn’t even have to be today, if you’re busy.” In Tala’s mind it was very straightforward. She would write a message for the creche workers, asking them to pack up Ryvala’s stuff and allow R’vi to take her when he showed up, and letting them know not to expect her back. Simple! Tala was even careful not to say your daughter, because really, the request had very little to do with the fact Ryvala was his daughter. Maybe a little, but it really was mostly that he had a dragon and could travel freely between Weyrs and Tala trusted him enough that she'd let him take her baby between.
“So, what do you think?” she asked hopefully.
Tala smiled as she watched her dragon meet the new people, keeping an eye on Niath while the little green sniffed at Vydoriath, turning back to R’vi once it was clear the dragons were having a conversation. Satisfied Niath was comfortable and didn’t need her, Tala walked over to R’vi, and sat down on the ground where he indicated she should.
“Nothing that should be too inconvenient for you,” Tala teased, gently shoving his arm. It was just a trip from Ista to Telgar with a passenger, nothing too complicated. Hopefully R’vi would feel the same. “Indivara says Niath’s mature enough to meet my daughter, and I just need someone to bring her from the creche in Ista to me here. You wouldn’t even need to bring her back to Ista, ‘cause she can live here now. Not too complicated, right? It doesn’t even have to be today, if you’re busy.” In Tala’s mind it was very straightforward. She would write a message for the creche workers, asking them to pack up Ryvala’s stuff and allow R’vi to take her when he showed up, and letting them know not to expect her back. Simple! Tala was even careful not to say your daughter, because really, the request had very little to do with the fact Ryvala was his daughter. Maybe a little, but it really was mostly that he had a dragon and could travel freely between Weyrs and Tala trusted him enough that she'd let him take her baby between.
“So, what do you think?” she asked hopefully.
