17.Aug.12, 07:51 AM
R’nd kept a careful track of N’gelt’s movements and would admit to only himself that he tensed the slightest bit when the brownrider approached B’jin. They hadn’t made any advancements on I’shan and neither had they insulted N’gelt so he assumed they were safe but still why get so close? He worried more when B’jin seemed ready to bolt from the room, through the ceiling, before replying without a word. R’nd, normally so quick on his feet and had a pretty word for everything, couldn’t think of a reason to explain B’jin’s odd behaviour to go along with the shake of head and let it be as was and wrapped an arm around his friend’s waist in silent comfort instead. The brownrider had wandered off so it was of no real concern anyway. R’nd’s real concern was B’jin’s well-being and giving him strength. He didn’t know why he was so jittery outside the usual caution greenriders and even some blueriders had around brownriders but he’d be the needed support all the same.
Larrikith’s comment made him chuckle softly under his breath and R’nd gave a quick nibble to B’jin’s ear as they stood from their spot on the couch to join the party at the dining table. “I’m glad you haven’t objected. Maybe I’ll continue the nibbling later tonight?” The words were whispered for B’jin alone, a promise of pleasure if B’jin so desired to take him up on it. Sadly, they were soon seating themselves at the table and had to behave again, though with the spread before them, it was easy to focus once again at the reason for being there.
“Your mom’s recipes are always amazing, Shel.” Grey eyes went large for several heartbeats as he realised what he said, sounding so familiar with I’shan by using a nickname and letting on he ate the man’s cooking in the past. He quickly stole a glance at N’gelt and hoped he wouldn’t be leaving another dinner early again because of his big mouth and N’gelt’s heavy fist.
Larrikith’s comment made him chuckle softly under his breath and R’nd gave a quick nibble to B’jin’s ear as they stood from their spot on the couch to join the party at the dining table. “I’m glad you haven’t objected. Maybe I’ll continue the nibbling later tonight?” The words were whispered for B’jin alone, a promise of pleasure if B’jin so desired to take him up on it. Sadly, they were soon seating themselves at the table and had to behave again, though with the spread before them, it was easy to focus once again at the reason for being there.
“Your mom’s recipes are always amazing, Shel.” Grey eyes went large for several heartbeats as he realised what he said, sounding so familiar with I’shan by using a nickname and letting on he ate the man’s cooking in the past. He quickly stole a glance at N’gelt and hoped he wouldn’t be leaving another dinner early again because of his big mouth and N’gelt’s heavy fist.