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21.Feb.21, 06:45 AM
Kalea smiled brightly when Xyxyth leaned forward to sniff at the urchin in her hands, before her whole demeanour changed and she deflated, pouting as A’tay shot down the offer, and Xyxyth leaned back. Kalea’s expression evened out into a blank mask, and she turned to look at A’tay without any emotion, “Okay.” She said simply, lowering her hands and looking down at the remainder of her sea urchin. She scooped up the rest and ate it, looking at A’tay with defiance for a moment, before lowering her gaze demurely and setting the empty shell to the side.
Eyebrows furrowed, Kalea looked up at A’tay with her head tilted, frowning. “There are plants you should avoid?” she asked quietly, still withdrawn and mild, feeling down and resentful to the scolding she’d gotten for eating the spikey thing – or maybe he simply hadn’t liked her offering it to his dragon? She wasn’t sure, but it didn’t matter. A’tay had gone from really cool to really not cool in a few simple words.
When A’tay offered his bag for her to bring some things back to the Weyr kitchen, Kalea paused, frowning at him openly as she tried to figure out what game he was playing. Was she supposed to take up the offer so she wouldn’t appear rude, or was she supposed to be demure and decline so she didn’t ruin his bag with her sea critters? She really couldn’t figure it out, and shifted uncomfortably, looking down at her hands in her lap. They were gritty from the shellfish and she took a moment to lean over, rinsing her hands in the tide pool.
“That’s okay,” she said quietly after a moment turning back to A’tay and wiping her hands on her skirt, leaving wet handprints there. “You might lose your chess pieces.” Which she was genuinely worried about; if he shoved them in his pockets or held onto them he could drop them before they made it back to the Weyr and then Kalea knew she would be in all kinds of trouble!
Eyebrows furrowed, Kalea looked up at A’tay with her head tilted, frowning. “There are plants you should avoid?” she asked quietly, still withdrawn and mild, feeling down and resentful to the scolding she’d gotten for eating the spikey thing – or maybe he simply hadn’t liked her offering it to his dragon? She wasn’t sure, but it didn’t matter. A’tay had gone from really cool to really not cool in a few simple words.
When A’tay offered his bag for her to bring some things back to the Weyr kitchen, Kalea paused, frowning at him openly as she tried to figure out what game he was playing. Was she supposed to take up the offer so she wouldn’t appear rude, or was she supposed to be demure and decline so she didn’t ruin his bag with her sea critters? She really couldn’t figure it out, and shifted uncomfortably, looking down at her hands in her lap. They were gritty from the shellfish and she took a moment to lean over, rinsing her hands in the tide pool.
“That’s okay,” she said quietly after a moment turning back to A’tay and wiping her hands on her skirt, leaving wet handprints there. “You might lose your chess pieces.” Which she was genuinely worried about; if he shoved them in his pockets or held onto them he could drop them before they made it back to the Weyr and then Kalea knew she would be in all kinds of trouble!
