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05.Dec.12, 07:38 AM
It didn't take much to stir up Talian's defenses, but this did it. He immediately stiffened, an unbelieving look creeping into his eyes until Nejerc explained himself. Talian was used to bad fortune and he was naturally mistrusting. After seeing his name on that bulletin, he honestly expected to be accused of the murder before the day was out. Of course, he'd quickly point out that he saved the man's life, but he didn't expect anyone here to listen to reason.
He was also beyond apprehensive about these people being in his space. He didn't want them in his quarters. No one went in his quarters, not after the J'ver incident. If he'd taken a moment to think about his own attitude, he would have chuckled at himself for turning into B'jin.
He glanced between the two, noticing the sharp contrast in Nejerc's sternness and Aparicus' kindness. Hah! What a familiar scheme. Even so, Talian didn't think it wise to be fussy with anyone at this point. He maintained his civility, but there was a certain air of dissatisfaction as he brushed past them and walked into his room.
"I don't like people in my room, but I understand this is important," he said softly, the words spoken as a dry fact, lacking any anger or disapproval. It was just a fact, the only thing his brain could process in his drained state. Feeling defeated and uncomfortable, he spun around and stood a step back. He would let them in the door, but only just. There would be no touching his furniture!
Fellis' head appeared, poking lightly out of the front of Talian's shirt. The creature cheeped nervously, eyeing the newcomers with paranoia to match his bonded. Talian held the creature close, shushing him lightly before looking back to the guests.
A certain plant I'm familiar with, huh? he thought. He figured he should be more upset at the mention of that 'certain' plant, but it left him feeling distant and indifferent. That felt so long ago now, like it had happened to a completely different person...
He was also beyond apprehensive about these people being in his space. He didn't want them in his quarters. No one went in his quarters, not after the J'ver incident. If he'd taken a moment to think about his own attitude, he would have chuckled at himself for turning into B'jin.
He glanced between the two, noticing the sharp contrast in Nejerc's sternness and Aparicus' kindness. Hah! What a familiar scheme. Even so, Talian didn't think it wise to be fussy with anyone at this point. He maintained his civility, but there was a certain air of dissatisfaction as he brushed past them and walked into his room.
"I don't like people in my room, but I understand this is important," he said softly, the words spoken as a dry fact, lacking any anger or disapproval. It was just a fact, the only thing his brain could process in his drained state. Feeling defeated and uncomfortable, he spun around and stood a step back. He would let them in the door, but only just. There would be no touching his furniture!
Fellis' head appeared, poking lightly out of the front of Talian's shirt. The creature cheeped nervously, eyeing the newcomers with paranoia to match his bonded. Talian held the creature close, shushing him lightly before looking back to the guests.
A certain plant I'm familiar with, huh? he thought. He figured he should be more upset at the mention of that 'certain' plant, but it left him feeling distant and indifferent. That felt so long ago now, like it had happened to a completely different person...
