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20.Jun.19, 02:20 AM
Like any good pastry chef, C'dhin was never satisfied. Even if everyone loved what he made and he was even pleased with it, there was always room for improvement and tweaking would be done. His chocolate chip cookie recipe was currently undergoing that treatment and that was what he had been spending his afternoon on when Misharan came by. Sometimes he worried that everyone thought all he did was bake and while it was close to the truth, he did do other things. He tended to Coroth, he spent time with his daughter, he helped with chores around the Weyr, and he stared at the ceiling in his bedroom when he was exhausted from work but his mind was still running.When he thought of it that way, it seemed baking really was his only hobby and other than the ceiling-staring, his only activity that he often did alone.
Not that he minded company or even training someone from time to time. Misharan's visit was a nice surprise and C'dhin enjoyed the stories his friend was sharing. Despite being a greenrider and assisting with chores, he really wasn't that well-connected when it came to gossip or the general going-ons of the Weyr. Misharan definitely was; the man was popular and outgoing and even if he wasn't there when the good stuff happened, someone probably told him within hours of it happening.
When the story came to a close, C'dhin was taking the tray of cookies out of the oven. He didn't quite catch on right away when the silence hit, figuring Misharan was taking a long drink after so much talking, but when he turned to place the tray on the counter--away from Misharan so his guest wouldn't try to take one too early and burn himself-- he saw that wasn't the case and returned the frown. "What? Why would you think that? I mean, why would you think you're annoying, not why would you think I like you because I want you to think I like you, because I do like you, I mean." Some days he wished he didn't get so tongue tied. He was a master at talking endlessly but when he decided he wasn't coming across clear, he spoke in circles that just made a bigger mess.
Setting the towel down beside the tray, C'dhin adopted one of his usual poses of a finger tapping his nose while he studied Misharan like he was a recipe that wasn't quite working right. "I honestly can't think of anything that I would consider annoying. You like talking as much as I do and get that there's always something to talk about so it's never boring when you're around. You also give the best reactions when you try my baking which encourages me to keep at it. You're also cool with Ms Sassy Pants and her blinding green hide. What more can I ask for?"
Not that he minded company or even training someone from time to time. Misharan's visit was a nice surprise and C'dhin enjoyed the stories his friend was sharing. Despite being a greenrider and assisting with chores, he really wasn't that well-connected when it came to gossip or the general going-ons of the Weyr. Misharan definitely was; the man was popular and outgoing and even if he wasn't there when the good stuff happened, someone probably told him within hours of it happening.
When the story came to a close, C'dhin was taking the tray of cookies out of the oven. He didn't quite catch on right away when the silence hit, figuring Misharan was taking a long drink after so much talking, but when he turned to place the tray on the counter--away from Misharan so his guest wouldn't try to take one too early and burn himself-- he saw that wasn't the case and returned the frown. "What? Why would you think that? I mean, why would you think you're annoying, not why would you think I like you because I want you to think I like you, because I do like you, I mean." Some days he wished he didn't get so tongue tied. He was a master at talking endlessly but when he decided he wasn't coming across clear, he spoke in circles that just made a bigger mess.
Setting the towel down beside the tray, C'dhin adopted one of his usual poses of a finger tapping his nose while he studied Misharan like he was a recipe that wasn't quite working right. "I honestly can't think of anything that I would consider annoying. You like talking as much as I do and get that there's always something to talk about so it's never boring when you're around. You also give the best reactions when you try my baking which encourages me to keep at it. You're also cool with Ms Sassy Pants and her blinding green hide. What more can I ask for?"
