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04.Sep.19, 02:35 AM
C'dhin laughed at the idea of Sh'ran getting fat but somehow managed to keep his comment about there being more to hang onto to himself. It wasn't fair to flirt and allude to sex just days after Impression. He could remember those early days and months with Coroth needing all of his attention and not really even having a chance to think about sex, but when he did--boy did he miss it. He was lucky that Coroth, while an evil bitch that tormented him regularly, matured quickly and was okay with more intimate interactions as soon as the ban was lifted. In hindsight he wished he had had more restraint, maybe it wouldn't have provoked her own cycle into being every three months.
"I promise to take my role as your class' personal baker seriously and provide you each with a choice selection weekly. I'll even lie and say they're sugar-free so you don't think you're getting fat." C'dhin teased but was already thinking about how he could adjust some of his recipes to have less sugar and how he would need to make a plan on what to bake and when. He'd hate to double up on the same type of sweet too regularly and have them get sick of them.
C'dhin followed Sh'ran's gaze to the dragons and smiled at the way Dyoricath was draped on Coroth and the way his green seemed to enjoy it. She'd always had a soft spot for the babies and sometimes even the human kind, letting the weyrbrats climb on her--though she drew the line at being painted. "You're probably right. I should have known better than to sneak up on a sleeping dragon." And if they were going to visit regularly, maybe he'd be able to earn the little blue's trust enough that he won't have to be watched every second. C'dhin hadn't missed the way Dyoricath sat either and felt like he was back in the Hold of his childhood, the head of the kitchen constantly watching their every move, waiting for them to mess up again. It was a bit unsettling.
C'dhin tore his gaze away and back to Sh'ran and hesitated as he thought about sharing the message Gabrin had given him. The Lord had seemed quite put out when C'dhin thought to tell him the news about Sh'ran the day before. He had been given a message to pass along but now C'dhin thought he'd edit it a bit to keep Dyoricath appeased. "So, our mutual friend at Telgar Hold told me to pass along his congratulations at Impressing and he'll see you at graduation." C'dhin kind of wondered if Gabrin would actually remember Sh'ran by that point but the new bluerider did have a way of leaving an impression so he wouldn't be surprised either way.
"I promise to take my role as your class' personal baker seriously and provide you each with a choice selection weekly. I'll even lie and say they're sugar-free so you don't think you're getting fat." C'dhin teased but was already thinking about how he could adjust some of his recipes to have less sugar and how he would need to make a plan on what to bake and when. He'd hate to double up on the same type of sweet too regularly and have them get sick of them.
C'dhin followed Sh'ran's gaze to the dragons and smiled at the way Dyoricath was draped on Coroth and the way his green seemed to enjoy it. She'd always had a soft spot for the babies and sometimes even the human kind, letting the weyrbrats climb on her--though she drew the line at being painted. "You're probably right. I should have known better than to sneak up on a sleeping dragon." And if they were going to visit regularly, maybe he'd be able to earn the little blue's trust enough that he won't have to be watched every second. C'dhin hadn't missed the way Dyoricath sat either and felt like he was back in the Hold of his childhood, the head of the kitchen constantly watching their every move, waiting for them to mess up again. It was a bit unsettling.
C'dhin tore his gaze away and back to Sh'ran and hesitated as he thought about sharing the message Gabrin had given him. The Lord had seemed quite put out when C'dhin thought to tell him the news about Sh'ran the day before. He had been given a message to pass along but now C'dhin thought he'd edit it a bit to keep Dyoricath appeased. "So, our mutual friend at Telgar Hold told me to pass along his congratulations at Impressing and he'll see you at graduation." C'dhin kind of wondered if Gabrin would actually remember Sh'ran by that point but the new bluerider did have a way of leaving an impression so he wouldn't be surprised either way.
