13.Dec.20, 12:52 AM
A complicated expression crossed over his face at the question. He wanted to say they were both fine--really he did, and they were so close to graduating, only a few days away, so things were clearly okay. Except they weren’t.
He clung to her hand like a lifeline and smiled wanly at the kiss and reassurances. “Not well. I know how he looks; he’s a sack of bones. I look at his clutchmates and they’re filling out. Dyoricath especially. Re on the other hand… He barely eats, Vessa. He hasn’t been complaining of any pain, or anything else, but he’s stubborn. He fights to prove himself. They all do.”
He sighed shakily. “We hardly got any sleep those first few months, sure they were going to just drift off or stop breathing. I still have nightmares about it. Hell, half the Weyr thought Zezeth was dead at the Hatching till Madi ran onto the sands.”
“It’s been almost a Turn since he was diagnosed with ulcers, but he’s starting to act that way again. Odd sleeping and barely eating. But of course everything’s more pronounced now he’s bigger. His color’s still good, and it’s not the same situation, probably, I don’t--” his throat tightened. “I don’t know what I’ll do if something happens to him. I’ve been trying to just focus on graduation, and being positive because he obviously picks up on everything and tries to put on a brave face, and I’m sure I’m just being a silly wherry over nothing. But I’m still anxious and I can’t explain it.”
He clung to her hand like a lifeline and smiled wanly at the kiss and reassurances. “Not well. I know how he looks; he’s a sack of bones. I look at his clutchmates and they’re filling out. Dyoricath especially. Re on the other hand… He barely eats, Vessa. He hasn’t been complaining of any pain, or anything else, but he’s stubborn. He fights to prove himself. They all do.”
He sighed shakily. “We hardly got any sleep those first few months, sure they were going to just drift off or stop breathing. I still have nightmares about it. Hell, half the Weyr thought Zezeth was dead at the Hatching till Madi ran onto the sands.”
“It’s been almost a Turn since he was diagnosed with ulcers, but he’s starting to act that way again. Odd sleeping and barely eating. But of course everything’s more pronounced now he’s bigger. His color’s still good, and it’s not the same situation, probably, I don’t--” his throat tightened. “I don’t know what I’ll do if something happens to him. I’ve been trying to just focus on graduation, and being positive because he obviously picks up on everything and tries to put on a brave face, and I’m sure I’m just being a silly wherry over nothing. But I’m still anxious and I can’t explain it.”