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02.Sep.12, 10:23 PM
“Then I guess it’s a good thing I’ve been thinking too much so we’re balanced out again, at least in that respect.” Valerian tried to smile and while his voice was soft and held no anger or accusation, he couldn’t quite manage to visibly show he was fine and could joke around. “So I suppose I’ll talk and you can chime in whenever you want, however you want.” This was going to be a trial for them both, he suspected. He was Harper-trained and therefore expected to handle delicate situations with the appropriate level of delicacy. He had never been good at that. Valerian liked to speak his mind without filtering the thoughts into something kinder. If you did something stupid, he’d call you on it. But being at Katila had seen him use his training in creative ways by tempering Erisi’s anger to convincing people to cheer up and keep pressing on to getting people to share memories with him. Talian was the brightest example of Valerian wanting to see someone succeed and be happy. So it was difficult now, despite having had heart-to-heart talks before, to express himself and get Talian to open up to him again.
“So, right to the point… I used you and without your permission.” Valerian wanted to reach out for Talian but didn’t think getting close to the man would be appreciated much less actually touching him. So he ran both hands through his hair before slowly sliding down the wall to sit on the floor. He drew his legs up so knees were touching his chest and arms wrapped around them to hold them in place so his chin could rest atop the knees. “It was horrible and wrong of me, both as a friend and a… a rider in general.” Even though he had Veeth brushing softly against his mind, concerned for both men inside the room he could no longer fit inside of, Valerian still found it odd to consider himself a dragonrider. He supposed it was partly due to it being a child’s fantasy with no hope of success but also because Talian and even Erisi hated the dragonriders and to be one meant that his friends would think less of him. Valerian usually didn’t care what people thought of him but those two had done a number on him and he valued their opinions as much as their companionship.
“I violated your body and trust which is bad enough but I worry about our friendship and,” all right, he was about to be selfish. Did he really want to be that during such a conversation and while he was so concerned about Talian? No, even he couldn’t be that heartless. It didn’t matter that he had figured out recently that the few times he had told Talian he liked the Healer wasn’t just as a friend and person but there was an attraction to him as well. He had ruined any chance of sleeping with his friend when he had taken without asking.
“And Veeth worries about us both. He blames his loss for what happened and thinks we’re both mad at him. He says he’s sorry especially to you, since you didn’t want it to happen and he’s aware of your hatred of dragons and he only made it worse. It’s why he won’t say it himself; he doesn’t want to intrude on your mind,” Veeth stayed silent where he curled under the room’s window and wouldn’t say anything even to Valerian. He was sulking and upset at the pain he had caused but tried to reassure Valerian that talking would help the humans all the same. Valerian gave a sad smile towards the window before dropping his gaze back to the floor before him.
“So, right to the point… I used you and without your permission.” Valerian wanted to reach out for Talian but didn’t think getting close to the man would be appreciated much less actually touching him. So he ran both hands through his hair before slowly sliding down the wall to sit on the floor. He drew his legs up so knees were touching his chest and arms wrapped around them to hold them in place so his chin could rest atop the knees. “It was horrible and wrong of me, both as a friend and a… a rider in general.” Even though he had Veeth brushing softly against his mind, concerned for both men inside the room he could no longer fit inside of, Valerian still found it odd to consider himself a dragonrider. He supposed it was partly due to it being a child’s fantasy with no hope of success but also because Talian and even Erisi hated the dragonriders and to be one meant that his friends would think less of him. Valerian usually didn’t care what people thought of him but those two had done a number on him and he valued their opinions as much as their companionship.
“I violated your body and trust which is bad enough but I worry about our friendship and,” all right, he was about to be selfish. Did he really want to be that during such a conversation and while he was so concerned about Talian? No, even he couldn’t be that heartless. It didn’t matter that he had figured out recently that the few times he had told Talian he liked the Healer wasn’t just as a friend and person but there was an attraction to him as well. He had ruined any chance of sleeping with his friend when he had taken without asking.
“And Veeth worries about us both. He blames his loss for what happened and thinks we’re both mad at him. He says he’s sorry especially to you, since you didn’t want it to happen and he’s aware of your hatred of dragons and he only made it worse. It’s why he won’t say it himself; he doesn’t want to intrude on your mind,” Veeth stayed silent where he curled under the room’s window and wouldn’t say anything even to Valerian. He was sulking and upset at the pain he had caused but tried to reassure Valerian that talking would help the humans all the same. Valerian gave a sad smile towards the window before dropping his gaze back to the floor before him.
