06.May.20, 06:08 AM
"D'hys of blue Zeianth," he replied, fully aware that they hadn't had introductions yet. He was waiting to see what the girl did after being called out for her wandering, both into the Weyr and in general. She seemed a bit on guard, likely more from him casually insulting her craft, but possibly because she wasn't sure she could trust going somewhere alone with a stranger. He didn't blame her at all since he was far from the worst dragonrider around--but he also wasn't the most benign either.
As he led the way to his weyr, D'hys made idle chit chat. something he wasn't a fan of--unless he was trying to win someone over. He still hadn't decided what to do with the runner that meandered into his life but playing a friendly host wouldn't kill him, especially since he was a tad bored. So he let slip some random bits of information about himself, like that he had Impressed pre-plague but Fort hadn't been his home at the time, Igen was. Considering Igen was still closed and would likely remain that way for a long time to come, D'hys hadn't cared where he lived. His connection to R'nya and how it would make his life easier was how he decided his home; though that point he kept to himself.
He led Aederyn inside and gave the faintest of smiles as the scent of the stew he left simmering since the night before hit him. Perhaps he could spare a bowl instead of just fruit. D'hys pointed out the table and chairs as he walked by them to get the promised refreshments though he wouldn't have been surprised if Aederyn took a moment to check out the living space.
After a couple of minutes, D'hys returned with a cup of water and a plate that had a small selection of fruit on it. "I can get you a bowl of stew after this as well if you're in need of something heartier," he offered while setting out the lighter fare for Aederyn before taking a seat.
"So you must have been in the area for your feet to find their way up our path. Or, I hope so anyway. I'd hate to think you wandered from an entirely different region just to think in the Lower Bowl."
As he led the way to his weyr, D'hys made idle chit chat. something he wasn't a fan of--unless he was trying to win someone over. He still hadn't decided what to do with the runner that meandered into his life but playing a friendly host wouldn't kill him, especially since he was a tad bored. So he let slip some random bits of information about himself, like that he had Impressed pre-plague but Fort hadn't been his home at the time, Igen was. Considering Igen was still closed and would likely remain that way for a long time to come, D'hys hadn't cared where he lived. His connection to R'nya and how it would make his life easier was how he decided his home; though that point he kept to himself.
He led Aederyn inside and gave the faintest of smiles as the scent of the stew he left simmering since the night before hit him. Perhaps he could spare a bowl instead of just fruit. D'hys pointed out the table and chairs as he walked by them to get the promised refreshments though he wouldn't have been surprised if Aederyn took a moment to check out the living space.
After a couple of minutes, D'hys returned with a cup of water and a plate that had a small selection of fruit on it. "I can get you a bowl of stew after this as well if you're in need of something heartier," he offered while setting out the lighter fare for Aederyn before taking a seat.
"So you must have been in the area for your feet to find their way up our path. Or, I hope so anyway. I'd hate to think you wandered from an entirely different region just to think in the Lower Bowl."