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13.Dec.12, 01:02 AM
Smoothing a hand over the great bronzes less than healthy hide one last time he stepped away and turned to the healer. He hadn't asked Ronarth the questions he had come to ask, and found that now was not a good time. Ronarth needed to rest, and with his wounds finally receiving enough treatment to ease the pain the bronze had been in Nejerc was reluctant to push Ronarth to think about what had happened. The healer was of course right, Ronarth needed to relax and rest for D'ren's sake as much as for Ronarth's own.
He moved several steps from the bronze but turned to face Talian waiting long enough for the healer to become aware that he was still watching him. “You've more than proven your intelligence and your desire to aid D'ren even against the weyr's wishes. I'm unclear as to why, when you clearly have no like for him.” Spreading a hand fingers splayed wide to prevent Talian from speaking just yet as he took a moment and thought carefully.
“I met D'ren only once, however I'm not like you. I grew up around dragons, and my only true family was always a dragon rider. So I was always aware of the responsibility and troubles the weyr leader must face constantly and on a daily basis. Yet even though I know these things I know I can no imagine the hard choices D'ren has been forced to make.
In my one encounter with D'ren and Ronarth I became even more aware of what they must constantly face. D'ren though he clearly had many responsibilities was still willing to just interact with a single member of the weyr. I imagine he was expecting me to come to him with complaints and problems. Ronarth was affectionate as a trusting child from the creche who has yet to be battered by the worse side of our life yet, and just as sweet.
I take offense that you clearly have something against D'ren and Ronarth. Neither would blame you for whatever the reason is, but if it is the weyr leader who protects the weyr folk and tends to their every little problem, then who is it who will hold the weyr leaders back up when he falls?” Nejerc looked past Talian to Ronarth and dropped his voice to a softer tone.
“Whatever your qualm I would ask you what would you have done in his stead that made you see him as you do? Can you step into his shoes and feel the weight of so many lives relying on you to see to them, and the continued survival of the dragon specie?” Turning his spread hand he curled the fingers together palm up almost as if Nejerc was offering something that might have been in his palm to Talian.
“I clearly offended you with my words earlier but I will not stand by and allow people to speak poisonous words that would harm someone who was unthinkingly in the wrong place by happenstance. It was my fault, I shouldn't have allowed Aparicus to remain with me when I spoke with you, but like mistakes made they can not be taken back. Only another action can be made to attempt to mend what was done. I did so. If that bothers you...”
Nejerc lowered his hand and shrugged hooking the thumbs of both his hands at the waist band of his pants as he rolled his shoulders. “There is nothing I can do about it but explain as I have. What you choose to do-” He turned his gaze into Talian's meeting Talian's eyes steadily. “It is not something I can dictate to you, and not something I would wish to do.”
Nejerc had not spoken this much in so long, he had not had to explain his views to another it felt odd, yet he felt that in light of how he had treated Talian that Talian deserved at least this much. Nejerc didn't expect his words to fix what had been done, but hopefully they would help Talian see the other side of the fence. A hope, but even if Talian did see the other side of the fence there was still the distinct possibility that he wouldn't care enough to shift his views even the slightest. Nejerc stood waiting, he would give Talian a chance to speak before he left.
Of course he would return later to check on Ronarth to see how the treatment was fairing. If all was going well, and Ronarth was feeling better then perhaps at that time Nejerc would ask his questions. It would rely heavily on who might be around, and if Nejerc thought Ronarth might be up to the questions that would likely upset him...
He moved several steps from the bronze but turned to face Talian waiting long enough for the healer to become aware that he was still watching him. “You've more than proven your intelligence and your desire to aid D'ren even against the weyr's wishes. I'm unclear as to why, when you clearly have no like for him.” Spreading a hand fingers splayed wide to prevent Talian from speaking just yet as he took a moment and thought carefully.
“I met D'ren only once, however I'm not like you. I grew up around dragons, and my only true family was always a dragon rider. So I was always aware of the responsibility and troubles the weyr leader must face constantly and on a daily basis. Yet even though I know these things I know I can no imagine the hard choices D'ren has been forced to make.
In my one encounter with D'ren and Ronarth I became even more aware of what they must constantly face. D'ren though he clearly had many responsibilities was still willing to just interact with a single member of the weyr. I imagine he was expecting me to come to him with complaints and problems. Ronarth was affectionate as a trusting child from the creche who has yet to be battered by the worse side of our life yet, and just as sweet.
I take offense that you clearly have something against D'ren and Ronarth. Neither would blame you for whatever the reason is, but if it is the weyr leader who protects the weyr folk and tends to their every little problem, then who is it who will hold the weyr leaders back up when he falls?” Nejerc looked past Talian to Ronarth and dropped his voice to a softer tone.
“Whatever your qualm I would ask you what would you have done in his stead that made you see him as you do? Can you step into his shoes and feel the weight of so many lives relying on you to see to them, and the continued survival of the dragon specie?” Turning his spread hand he curled the fingers together palm up almost as if Nejerc was offering something that might have been in his palm to Talian.
“I clearly offended you with my words earlier but I will not stand by and allow people to speak poisonous words that would harm someone who was unthinkingly in the wrong place by happenstance. It was my fault, I shouldn't have allowed Aparicus to remain with me when I spoke with you, but like mistakes made they can not be taken back. Only another action can be made to attempt to mend what was done. I did so. If that bothers you...”
Nejerc lowered his hand and shrugged hooking the thumbs of both his hands at the waist band of his pants as he rolled his shoulders. “There is nothing I can do about it but explain as I have. What you choose to do-” He turned his gaze into Talian's meeting Talian's eyes steadily. “It is not something I can dictate to you, and not something I would wish to do.”
Nejerc had not spoken this much in so long, he had not had to explain his views to another it felt odd, yet he felt that in light of how he had treated Talian that Talian deserved at least this much. Nejerc didn't expect his words to fix what had been done, but hopefully they would help Talian see the other side of the fence. A hope, but even if Talian did see the other side of the fence there was still the distinct possibility that he wouldn't care enough to shift his views even the slightest. Nejerc stood waiting, he would give Talian a chance to speak before he left.
Of course he would return later to check on Ronarth to see how the treatment was fairing. If all was going well, and Ronarth was feeling better then perhaps at that time Nejerc would ask his questions. It would rely heavily on who might be around, and if Nejerc thought Ronarth might be up to the questions that would likely upset him...
