01.Mar.21, 04:44 PM
“We can go back to the barracks,” Landen said as Zoremet’s little green poked her nose into Pie. Pie chattered, curious and as happy as a pig in slop, at the green. Landen shook his head at the blue before chuckling as Pit slipped right back down the other candidate’s shirt. “The barracks are a bit more private, I suppose,” Landen replied with a wink, “Less noisy and we can talk more there.” Landen tapped his arm lightly and nodded his head.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore,” he said, “But I appreciate you giving me the preference.” It wouldn’t have really mattered to the dark hair man. If Zoremet had wanted to stay in the dining hall he would have accommodated him. If Landen wanted to keep Zoremet around he’d better work for at least a little. “Oh!” he exclaimed when he remembered he’d forgotten to give the other man his favorite color, “I like blue. Hoping that’s what I impress honestly.”
Landen shook his head and started to lead Zoremet back to the barracks. “See? A little hero. If you want to just carry my cocoa I think I can manage the sandwiches,” he answered and handed the drink over, “It's a little awkward trying to carry a cup and everything else.” Landen shoved open the common room door and strode in to find it mostly empty. He found a table and set all his stuff down. “Got any plans after tonight?” he asked and popped a piece of veggie into his mouth, “After the hatching? Got an idea what you want to impress?”
“It doesn’t hurt anymore,” he said, “But I appreciate you giving me the preference.” It wouldn’t have really mattered to the dark hair man. If Zoremet had wanted to stay in the dining hall he would have accommodated him. If Landen wanted to keep Zoremet around he’d better work for at least a little. “Oh!” he exclaimed when he remembered he’d forgotten to give the other man his favorite color, “I like blue. Hoping that’s what I impress honestly.”
Landen shook his head and started to lead Zoremet back to the barracks. “See? A little hero. If you want to just carry my cocoa I think I can manage the sandwiches,” he answered and handed the drink over, “It's a little awkward trying to carry a cup and everything else.” Landen shoved open the common room door and strode in to find it mostly empty. He found a table and set all his stuff down. “Got any plans after tonight?” he asked and popped a piece of veggie into his mouth, “After the hatching? Got an idea what you want to impress?”