08.Oct.13, 12:23 AM
V'riy accepted the wine that J'di offered and took a seat in the empty chair across from him. He tilted the glass from side to side, a habit of his, and held the glass under his nose, smelling the vintage before taking a sip of it. Of course, he knew it would only be Katilan, but his time at Benden had made a wine-lover of him and old habits die hard.
The bronzerider rolled his neck in a circle and folded his hands in front of him as he met J'di's gaze. "Thank you for the wine, and for seeing me on such short notice," the bronzerider began before answering her question as his fingers traced the edge of the wine glass. "Yes, there was a bit of an incident," he said with a grimace.
"Nothing with your Faredin," the bronzerider confirmed quickly with a smile. The blue rider's son had seemed to be everything that Quenym was not. "I'm sure that you know some, or all of the details, but I'll go over everything with you just in case. One of the Weyrbrats was trying his hand at cooking and didn't appreciate the light joke I made at his expense. There was a woman… I'm not sure if her presence made him more embarrassed or not. They didn't seem to really know each other... Regardless, after I realized he wasn't up for the joke, I said my goodbye quickly and just exited the area. I'm not really great with kids, except for my own. But.. he did something unexpected."
V'riy, sighing regretfully, shook his head as he raked his fingers roughly through his hair. "I'm still surprised at his overreaction. He threw the bowl of whatever he was making at my back. I was so shocked I just kept walking."
"Honestly, I have to admit that I'm out of the loop when it comes to who does what where the weyrlings are concerned. I've been.. keeping to myself since the change in leadership," V'riy confided. "I've come to you because I don't want to step on any toes.. and I trust your judgement more than any other regarding the young ones.. for reasons of my own that I don't care to go into now. My question to you is, what would be permissible to do for a punishment for the young man, or any young weyrbrat, for that matter, who acts like this? How would you recommend I handle the situation?"
The bronzerider rolled his neck in a circle and folded his hands in front of him as he met J'di's gaze. "Thank you for the wine, and for seeing me on such short notice," the bronzerider began before answering her question as his fingers traced the edge of the wine glass. "Yes, there was a bit of an incident," he said with a grimace.
"Nothing with your Faredin," the bronzerider confirmed quickly with a smile. The blue rider's son had seemed to be everything that Quenym was not. "I'm sure that you know some, or all of the details, but I'll go over everything with you just in case. One of the Weyrbrats was trying his hand at cooking and didn't appreciate the light joke I made at his expense. There was a woman… I'm not sure if her presence made him more embarrassed or not. They didn't seem to really know each other... Regardless, after I realized he wasn't up for the joke, I said my goodbye quickly and just exited the area. I'm not really great with kids, except for my own. But.. he did something unexpected."
V'riy, sighing regretfully, shook his head as he raked his fingers roughly through his hair. "I'm still surprised at his overreaction. He threw the bowl of whatever he was making at my back. I was so shocked I just kept walking."
"Honestly, I have to admit that I'm out of the loop when it comes to who does what where the weyrlings are concerned. I've been.. keeping to myself since the change in leadership," V'riy confided. "I've come to you because I don't want to step on any toes.. and I trust your judgement more than any other regarding the young ones.. for reasons of my own that I don't care to go into now. My question to you is, what would be permissible to do for a punishment for the young man, or any young weyrbrat, for that matter, who acts like this? How would you recommend I handle the situation?"