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25.Jan.21, 09:30 AM
“A friend is exactly what I think you’re trying for and I can’t figure out why,” Quinvalis grumbled, frustrated by the fact that he both liked and hated the way she kept taking his arm like that. It was oddly nice to have someone be so open and potentially have any level of interest in him but it was also a bit restricting and it still felt like a trap. Still… Zelana was determined and if she had ill intent, then she would have given up already, right? Was it okay to think someone might want to be his friend? He supposed it depended on what Mylorah had told her and what gossip had already infected her mind.
He fell silent and glanced at her when Zelly figured maybe talking about herself first would help. It kind of did, even with such basic things. His guard was still up but Quinvalis was willing to give a bit more and see what happened. “I like some spice and I’m not sure if I know fun secret places but I might be able to show you around more sometime.” Okay, that was easy. Simple questions that were harmless. What else had she asked him? “I don’t really cook and I don’t know if it’s a secret but I actually do know the recipe to the cookies my mom liked to bake for us.” It was a rather big confession to him, giving a bit more away of his past no matter how small it actually was. Quinvalis found it hard to talk about himself, though Halomirth and Malvayth were both chatty and good listeners that put him at ease. He had even started including F’drel in some of the conversations the more the greenrider started to act and feel like a big brother to him.
“I don’t have a kitchen so don’t bother asking if I can show you.” Quinvalis added before the question came to show her. He wouldn’t feel right using the leadership’s kitchen to show another Candidate how to bake the cookies and the only other person that came to mind with their own weyr that he kind of called a friend was Cazan. But he was definitely closer to her dragon. “I can write it down for you, though.”
He fell silent and glanced at her when Zelly figured maybe talking about herself first would help. It kind of did, even with such basic things. His guard was still up but Quinvalis was willing to give a bit more and see what happened. “I like some spice and I’m not sure if I know fun secret places but I might be able to show you around more sometime.” Okay, that was easy. Simple questions that were harmless. What else had she asked him? “I don’t really cook and I don’t know if it’s a secret but I actually do know the recipe to the cookies my mom liked to bake for us.” It was a rather big confession to him, giving a bit more away of his past no matter how small it actually was. Quinvalis found it hard to talk about himself, though Halomirth and Malvayth were both chatty and good listeners that put him at ease. He had even started including F’drel in some of the conversations the more the greenrider started to act and feel like a big brother to him.
“I don’t have a kitchen so don’t bother asking if I can show you.” Quinvalis added before the question came to show her. He wouldn’t feel right using the leadership’s kitchen to show another Candidate how to bake the cookies and the only other person that came to mind with their own weyr that he kind of called a friend was Cazan. But he was definitely closer to her dragon. “I can write it down for you, though.”
