02.Feb.13, 01:21 AM
"Sweet'eart? I'd think yer mad, Boy." But he laughed all the same, going so far as to rub his neck and act embarrassed... A blush had crept onto his cheeks and he promptly became interested in the ground. "If'n B'jin comes 'round you can call me 'sir' an' he'll be none the wiser." Sir was better than sweetie, by far.
"Yeh, think I migh' object if'n you called me those. Prolly best if ya stick t'B'run or 'sir.'" He nodded, looking back up to the weyrling. He hoped Seijin's trend of being unhurt and treated kindly continued. Given he was a greenrider, he doubted that would always be true. Which was unfortunate.
He took another swig and set the bottle by his feet. "You likin' Katila, then?" He tilted his head. "Good. Some'un needs to." It wasn't that he hated Katila. He was pretty fond of it, actually. No caves or low ceilings... He could see the sky plenty. He glanced up, smiling at the dimming blue. "Your little girl makin' herself known? You said she was talkative." He remembered when he was a weyrling, wanting to talk about Olemuth as though no one had ever had a dragon before.
"Yeh, think I migh' object if'n you called me those. Prolly best if ya stick t'B'run or 'sir.'" He nodded, looking back up to the weyrling. He hoped Seijin's trend of being unhurt and treated kindly continued. Given he was a greenrider, he doubted that would always be true. Which was unfortunate.
He took another swig and set the bottle by his feet. "You likin' Katila, then?" He tilted his head. "Good. Some'un needs to." It wasn't that he hated Katila. He was pretty fond of it, actually. No caves or low ceilings... He could see the sky plenty. He glanced up, smiling at the dimming blue. "Your little girl makin' herself known? You said she was talkative." He remembered when he was a weyrling, wanting to talk about Olemuth as though no one had ever had a dragon before.