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15.Feb.21, 02:41 AM
She nodded. “I’d like that.” A light smile played at her lips as she watched Casnovath whirl lazily into the sky. “I’d like that a lot.”
With a small laugh, she bounced on the balls of her feet, suddenly shy. Her brother would have called this setting: two young people, a beautiful sunrise, and, for all it mattered, seemingly the only people awake on Pern…’romantic’. She would have flushed at the thought, if the exercise hadn’t already colored her neck and cheeks. She was still unusually indecisive on whether or not she wanted romance or anything that went with it…but a part of her wasn’t opposed to the idea. At least, not to the romance part. The other stuff wasn’t as appealing just yet.
Regardless…this, right now, was just a new acquaintance. And, she hoped, the start of a friendship. She still hadn’t many friends in the Weyr…R’dal, and by extension, his friends…Cazan and Mal, August was kind enough when she saw her…but then, she’d really kept mostly to herself and hadn’t really sought out friendships. Well, it was time to change that.
“The trace splits up ahead. If we keep on the main trace it goes all the way to station 292, But as much as I’d welcome a fifteen-mile Run, I think the candidate master might be a bit irritated if I wasn’t back in time for my morning chores.” She rolled her eyes in mock seriousness, but her cheeky smirk gave her away.
“Come on, the offshoot doubles back toward the Weyr. We’ll be back at the hold road in no time. We might even be able grab some klah before the rest of the Weyr empties all of the pots.” They started off again, and found themselves crossing through familiar territory soon enough. “And I intend to hold to my word. I’ll teach you to dance. If you’d like.”
With a small laugh, she bounced on the balls of her feet, suddenly shy. Her brother would have called this setting: two young people, a beautiful sunrise, and, for all it mattered, seemingly the only people awake on Pern…’romantic’. She would have flushed at the thought, if the exercise hadn’t already colored her neck and cheeks. She was still unusually indecisive on whether or not she wanted romance or anything that went with it…but a part of her wasn’t opposed to the idea. At least, not to the romance part. The other stuff wasn’t as appealing just yet.
Regardless…this, right now, was just a new acquaintance. And, she hoped, the start of a friendship. She still hadn’t many friends in the Weyr…R’dal, and by extension, his friends…Cazan and Mal, August was kind enough when she saw her…but then, she’d really kept mostly to herself and hadn’t really sought out friendships. Well, it was time to change that.
“The trace splits up ahead. If we keep on the main trace it goes all the way to station 292, But as much as I’d welcome a fifteen-mile Run, I think the candidate master might be a bit irritated if I wasn’t back in time for my morning chores.” She rolled her eyes in mock seriousness, but her cheeky smirk gave her away.
“Come on, the offshoot doubles back toward the Weyr. We’ll be back at the hold road in no time. We might even be able grab some klah before the rest of the Weyr empties all of the pots.” They started off again, and found themselves crossing through familiar territory soon enough. “And I intend to hold to my word. I’ll teach you to dance. If you’d like.”
