14.Feb.20, 06:37 AM
T'ryn sighed inwardly as Malvayth gave what was becoming her customary greeting. Syrendryth gave his equally customary grumble of disapproval from where he sat watching and looming over their gathering. Why do you let her continue such antics and when will she stop? T'ryn ran his hand through his dragon-styled hair and shook his head at his own drgaon. Hopefully before she's big enough to accidentally eat me whole! But it's fine, Sy. She's not harming me or staking a claim on me; I'm still yours. Although it had been rather terrifying the first time Malvayth had given him her version of a kiss.
Taking a seat, T'ryn worried a bit that it might encourage more kisses but Malvayth seemed distracted by Mylorah and pulling her own surprises until she finally flopped, perhaps momentarily exhausted and quiet for a few minutes. He did have to laugh though at the gift and both Mylorah's reaction to it and Cazan's quick explanation. "It's okay, I believe you. I'd only question it if you made her a jacket or something. I'm glad you had a little time to do some work, even if it's not the elaborate pieces your prefer."
He wanted to tell Cazan that she would get that chance again soon, but given Malvayth's behaviour that seemed to need constant supervision still, T'ryn wasn't sure when that would happen. Maybe in another month the dragons would settle down further and a bit more free time would open up, but that would also depend on G'nen's assessment.
Since he was a part of Malvayth's bed, T'ryn took to petting her as he tried to think of something to talk about. Mylorah may have wanted to know all about their first month in weyrlinghood but T'ryn didn't think either weyrling would really want to talk about it. When he came to visit, he usually tried to give her some pointers or explain things that didn't make sense to Cazan but mostly, he tried to keep everything normal and talk about random things like they had before a round ball of gold had knocked everything sideways. But, it had been a month since Mylorah and Kor'is had seen each other so he figured he'd let them catch up if they wanted to while trying to keep Malvayth quiet for ten minutes for Cazan's sanity.
"Actually... Mal, you know how we like to play the quiet game? This one is like that but this time you have to stay quiet and listen to what everyone is saying because I'm going to ask you a question about the conversation, okay?" He didn't know how long it would occupy her but he seemed to have decent luck in getting her to stay quiet for a few minutes here and there so it was worth a shot.
Taking a seat, T'ryn worried a bit that it might encourage more kisses but Malvayth seemed distracted by Mylorah and pulling her own surprises until she finally flopped, perhaps momentarily exhausted and quiet for a few minutes. He did have to laugh though at the gift and both Mylorah's reaction to it and Cazan's quick explanation. "It's okay, I believe you. I'd only question it if you made her a jacket or something. I'm glad you had a little time to do some work, even if it's not the elaborate pieces your prefer."
He wanted to tell Cazan that she would get that chance again soon, but given Malvayth's behaviour that seemed to need constant supervision still, T'ryn wasn't sure when that would happen. Maybe in another month the dragons would settle down further and a bit more free time would open up, but that would also depend on G'nen's assessment.
Since he was a part of Malvayth's bed, T'ryn took to petting her as he tried to think of something to talk about. Mylorah may have wanted to know all about their first month in weyrlinghood but T'ryn didn't think either weyrling would really want to talk about it. When he came to visit, he usually tried to give her some pointers or explain things that didn't make sense to Cazan but mostly, he tried to keep everything normal and talk about random things like they had before a round ball of gold had knocked everything sideways. But, it had been a month since Mylorah and Kor'is had seen each other so he figured he'd let them catch up if they wanted to while trying to keep Malvayth quiet for ten minutes for Cazan's sanity.
"Actually... Mal, you know how we like to play the quiet game? This one is like that but this time you have to stay quiet and listen to what everyone is saying because I'm going to ask you a question about the conversation, okay?" He didn't know how long it would occupy her but he seemed to have decent luck in getting her to stay quiet for a few minutes here and there so it was worth a shot.