09.Feb.20, 09:03 AM
“Promise? That’s not reassuring,” Kor’is gave a genuine laugh as memories came back to him. “As I recall, there were several times where you told me to trust you and promised everything would be fine and they most certainly weren’t. Aldra didn’t speak to me for three days after—well. After.” His gaze went to Mylorah whom had just been more interested in all the baby dragons a moment ago but now seemed rather apt on their conversation and he wasn’t going to give her too many freebie juicy tidbits from the past.
“Anyway, thanks for…” Kor’is had no idea what he should thank them for. Thanks for coming to watch me Impress even though it wasn’t really desired anymore? Thanks for thinking it’s a good thing? “Being here.” He supposed that worked. They, along with Sh’ran, were really the only people he could tolerate for long periods of time and even called them friends so having them there and showing an interest in his well-being and liking the hatchling that was now watching them again instead of eating was nice.
“But I should go join the class and oil Taith again before his nap time.”
It seemed Mylorah had gotten over whatever had been making her hesitate when it came to her usual interactions as she flung herself at him, pulling him into a hug. Kor’is stood there in shock from how quickly she could strike and slowly wrapped his arms around her. That was pretty normal for such things as he’d never grown up around so much affection and wasn’t used to people in his personal bubble no matter how often some tossed hugs his way.
He gave Tazikel a look as if to say ‘good luck dealing with her on your own’ before memories of just how well Tazikel could handle Mylorah hit him. Kor’is quickly stepped away from Mylorah’s embrace and started thinking about the bucket of disgusting raw meat before the nosy dragon latched onto anything that didn’t need to be broadcasted.
“Anyway, thanks for…” Kor’is had no idea what he should thank them for. Thanks for coming to watch me Impress even though it wasn’t really desired anymore? Thanks for thinking it’s a good thing? “Being here.” He supposed that worked. They, along with Sh’ran, were really the only people he could tolerate for long periods of time and even called them friends so having them there and showing an interest in his well-being and liking the hatchling that was now watching them again instead of eating was nice.
“But I should go join the class and oil Taith again before his nap time.”
It seemed Mylorah had gotten over whatever had been making her hesitate when it came to her usual interactions as she flung herself at him, pulling him into a hug. Kor’is stood there in shock from how quickly she could strike and slowly wrapped his arms around her. That was pretty normal for such things as he’d never grown up around so much affection and wasn’t used to people in his personal bubble no matter how often some tossed hugs his way.
He gave Tazikel a look as if to say ‘good luck dealing with her on your own’ before memories of just how well Tazikel could handle Mylorah hit him. Kor’is quickly stepped away from Mylorah’s embrace and started thinking about the bucket of disgusting raw meat before the nosy dragon latched onto anything that didn’t need to be broadcasted.