24.Jan.20, 04:02 AM
T'ryn was still crouching where he had been talking to Malvayth even after she wandered off to circle the twins. His mind was overloading with all of the problems that needed fixing and all of the details that needed sorting out. He was half-listening to the siblings while trying to block out all of the hatchlings that were too close and too excited and far too chatty while also listing all the known issues at hand.
The biggest one was whether or not key people believed his lie--no, it was a half-truth, he hadn't flat out lied. M'ris was in attendance and he would have caught what was said and noticed his leather worker wasn't actually his leather worker and how his actual leather worker was also there. At least the twins were very hard to tell apart. He could see slight differences but that was likely due to being up close and personal with Cazan more than once. It didn't sound like M'ris had really paid much attention after allowing Cazan to stay so he could buy the ruse. Some of his friends likely knew he was hiding something and T'ryn wasn't sure who else Cazan was close to that needed to be swayed one way or another.
Then there was the problem of getting Cazelarias to move to Ista Weyr, or Fort if he heard Cazan's idea correctly. Was his work at the same level as his sister's? Would anyone notice a difference? And perhaps moving him to Fort was better than staying in Ista where more people knew Cazan's version of Cazelarias which would be less stress on the man. They would also have to tell Cazan she wouldn't have much time to do any work herself without working herself to exhaustion and risking Malvayth's health as well. T'ryn had enough trouble getting her to eat and sleep without a baby dragon that he knew this wasn't going to end well.
Maybe he could--
T'ryn looked up at Cazan as he heard his name. Yes, he was going to help because he was a great guy and a very good friend. There was no way he'd simply leave either of them to figure any of this out on their own. Okay, so maybe somewhere in his frantic thoughts he had wondered if he could sneak away and pretend he wasn't involved in all of it but he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he did that. So he got to his feet and turned on bossy bronzerider mode which he hated doing but it did help boost his confidence and he needed a lot of that right then.
"All right. Here's what we're going to do. Cazelarias, you need to take a few minutes to calm down and realise your life isn't over, just mildly inconvenienced and that you have Nerreh and me--the best around to help you figure everything out. Nerreh's going to take you outside for fresh air and then to R'dare or R'dal's for some privacy and wine," or fellis, T'ryn decided as he saw how frantic the man was. He was close to having a full blown meltdown and he was going to need some privacy both for that and so they could talk more freely. He knew no matter which bluerider's weyr Nerreh took Cazelarias to, they could have it for themselves for a while. They had good friends.
"And Caz," T'ryn carefully took one of her hands, eyes on Malvayth as he did so. He was trying to block all of his emotions he had for Cazan and the stress caused from the situation to help keep the round hatchling happy. "We need to talk a bit more as well but we can do that this evening. I promise I'll come back but you have to join your class and focus on Malvayth first. If you feel hungry, don't ignore it like usual. That's going to be her hunger. And don't freak out over how tired you'll be for the next few days as you will feel her exhaustion as well."
Was there anything else that needed to be said right away? Right, soothing her fears about Cazelarias. "And Nerreh and I will look after your brother."
The biggest one was whether or not key people believed his lie--no, it was a half-truth, he hadn't flat out lied. M'ris was in attendance and he would have caught what was said and noticed his leather worker wasn't actually his leather worker and how his actual leather worker was also there. At least the twins were very hard to tell apart. He could see slight differences but that was likely due to being up close and personal with Cazan more than once. It didn't sound like M'ris had really paid much attention after allowing Cazan to stay so he could buy the ruse. Some of his friends likely knew he was hiding something and T'ryn wasn't sure who else Cazan was close to that needed to be swayed one way or another.
Then there was the problem of getting Cazelarias to move to Ista Weyr, or Fort if he heard Cazan's idea correctly. Was his work at the same level as his sister's? Would anyone notice a difference? And perhaps moving him to Fort was better than staying in Ista where more people knew Cazan's version of Cazelarias which would be less stress on the man. They would also have to tell Cazan she wouldn't have much time to do any work herself without working herself to exhaustion and risking Malvayth's health as well. T'ryn had enough trouble getting her to eat and sleep without a baby dragon that he knew this wasn't going to end well.
Maybe he could--
T'ryn looked up at Cazan as he heard his name. Yes, he was going to help because he was a great guy and a very good friend. There was no way he'd simply leave either of them to figure any of this out on their own. Okay, so maybe somewhere in his frantic thoughts he had wondered if he could sneak away and pretend he wasn't involved in all of it but he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he did that. So he got to his feet and turned on bossy bronzerider mode which he hated doing but it did help boost his confidence and he needed a lot of that right then.
"All right. Here's what we're going to do. Cazelarias, you need to take a few minutes to calm down and realise your life isn't over, just mildly inconvenienced and that you have Nerreh and me--the best around to help you figure everything out. Nerreh's going to take you outside for fresh air and then to R'dare or R'dal's for some privacy and wine," or fellis, T'ryn decided as he saw how frantic the man was. He was close to having a full blown meltdown and he was going to need some privacy both for that and so they could talk more freely. He knew no matter which bluerider's weyr Nerreh took Cazelarias to, they could have it for themselves for a while. They had good friends.
"And Caz," T'ryn carefully took one of her hands, eyes on Malvayth as he did so. He was trying to block all of his emotions he had for Cazan and the stress caused from the situation to help keep the round hatchling happy. "We need to talk a bit more as well but we can do that this evening. I promise I'll come back but you have to join your class and focus on Malvayth first. If you feel hungry, don't ignore it like usual. That's going to be her hunger. And don't freak out over how tired you'll be for the next few days as you will feel her exhaustion as well."
Was there anything else that needed to be said right away? Right, soothing her fears about Cazelarias. "And Nerreh and I will look after your brother."