09.Feb.21, 02:24 PM
Aederyn laughed a bit. “By the time I got to her, she was just tired. Tired and overwhelmed. I think I was probably the fifth or sixth set of hands on her shell, after all.”
The woman spoke of her family, a man and their daughter, and she found herself thinking on her own family. “Mm, must be nice.” Her family had pretty much washed their hands of her, except of course for Alekse.“To have their support.” And she meant it, too. But family was who you made it. Other than her brother, her family was her chosen people, in the Weyr, many with winged companions of their own.
She adjusted herself on the bench, offering a small smile. “My brother likes the idea of my Impressing. He’s glad to see me here in the Weyr. We don’t talk a whole lot, though, or at least, not as much as I’d like. He’s off somewhere east right now, chasing some girl.” She chuckled at that. The idea of him committed was still such a novel idea. “I’m hoping to get a message to him though when the Hatching starts that he might be able to attend. If he can hitch a ride with a dragonrider. According to his last letter, he’s become acquainted with several over that way.”
She leaned forward on her elbows, glad for the conversation and distraction from the events of the last several days. “So, a daughter?” This woman didn’t seem very old, her child must be a young thing. As a mental side note, she couldn’t help but think on how everything over the last month has circulated back to children and relationships. She was beginning to work through it, and it was slowly becoming more and more comfortable a topic. “How old?”
The woman spoke of her family, a man and their daughter, and she found herself thinking on her own family. “Mm, must be nice.” Her family had pretty much washed their hands of her, except of course for Alekse.“To have their support.” And she meant it, too. But family was who you made it. Other than her brother, her family was her chosen people, in the Weyr, many with winged companions of their own.
She adjusted herself on the bench, offering a small smile. “My brother likes the idea of my Impressing. He’s glad to see me here in the Weyr. We don’t talk a whole lot, though, or at least, not as much as I’d like. He’s off somewhere east right now, chasing some girl.” She chuckled at that. The idea of him committed was still such a novel idea. “I’m hoping to get a message to him though when the Hatching starts that he might be able to attend. If he can hitch a ride with a dragonrider. According to his last letter, he’s become acquainted with several over that way.”
She leaned forward on her elbows, glad for the conversation and distraction from the events of the last several days. “So, a daughter?” This woman didn’t seem very old, her child must be a young thing. As a mental side note, she couldn’t help but think on how everything over the last month has circulated back to children and relationships. She was beginning to work through it, and it was slowly becoming more and more comfortable a topic. “How old?”