28.Jun.19, 02:25 AM
“That’s probably what keeps me from losing patience, because I’d rather be bored for a day or two than completely blindsided by a Flight. Imagine if Bedith decided to Fly when we weren’t at home. Would we be stuck there until the eggs hatched, or would we have to fly all the way home, no going between?” Rissa wondered how that might end up. Bedith, however, had no curiosity. It would never happen, because I’m not stupid enough to Fly when it might put the clutch at risk, Bedith said with disdain, clearly unamused at the idea she’d lose track of time and Rise away from home. Mulrissa shook her head in amusement.
“Never mind, Bedith says she’s far too reasonable to do anything like that. I, however, could very easily get caught unawares and end up somewhere unfortunately public or it could be on one of the nights my daughter stays over. No, I’ll take a few days of waiting over surprises.” She shrugged, sitting back down on the edge of her bed to survey the damage to the room. “Works out better for Syrendryth this way, in any case. Gives you more time to get to Telgar,” Mulrissa teased as she catalogued all the things out of place. Not a whole lot, frankly — a pillow had ended up over by the door, and a tapestry her children had gifted her at Turn’s End was slightly askew, in addition to all the sheets on the floor - which made her think that the worst of it was probably in the main room. Unfortunately, the main room had more breakable items in it, like drinkware, her small cabinet of alcohol, and her nice set of dining table and chairs.
She stood up, walking over to the door to pick up the pillow. Upon picking it up she gave it a quick once over, making sure it hadn’t gotten terribly dirty somehow, before throwing it back on the bed. “I think I’ll take you up on that, though maybe you shouldn’t make any promises before seeing the other room. Shall we take a look?” Mulrissa asked, opening the door and waving for T’ryn to follow her.
“Never mind, Bedith says she’s far too reasonable to do anything like that. I, however, could very easily get caught unawares and end up somewhere unfortunately public or it could be on one of the nights my daughter stays over. No, I’ll take a few days of waiting over surprises.” She shrugged, sitting back down on the edge of her bed to survey the damage to the room. “Works out better for Syrendryth this way, in any case. Gives you more time to get to Telgar,” Mulrissa teased as she catalogued all the things out of place. Not a whole lot, frankly — a pillow had ended up over by the door, and a tapestry her children had gifted her at Turn’s End was slightly askew, in addition to all the sheets on the floor - which made her think that the worst of it was probably in the main room. Unfortunately, the main room had more breakable items in it, like drinkware, her small cabinet of alcohol, and her nice set of dining table and chairs.
She stood up, walking over to the door to pick up the pillow. Upon picking it up she gave it a quick once over, making sure it hadn’t gotten terribly dirty somehow, before throwing it back on the bed. “I think I’ll take you up on that, though maybe you shouldn’t make any promises before seeing the other room. Shall we take a look?” Mulrissa asked, opening the door and waving for T’ryn to follow her.