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14.Dec.12, 02:14 AM
Talian remained quiet, looking down at his thin hands as he worked at packing away this things. Ronarth sighed once, crooning his approval to both men before letting his eyes sink shut. Tal's own gaze flickered to the dragon for a moment, expression narrowing with focus as he considered the creature's condition. "You're going to be fine," he assured the dragon, speaking in a soothing bedside voice, just as he would to one of his patients inside.
He didn't like dragons like some of these others did, but this was a pitiful sight. Ronarth was the largest dragon on Pern, wasn't he? Something like that? And yet here he was, curled like a wounded puppy and with mannerisms to match, all because someone was cruel. The dragons were innocent of politics; if Talian had come to understand anything about them, it was that.
It was a strange mixed feeling. He peeled himself away from the dragon and looked back to the harper, just in time to see him nod his head and speak those soft, almost deferring words. Talian blinked once and bit his lip before returning the nod. He hadn't expected anything resembling respect out of the other man, even if it came in the form of a small gesture and silence. He was surprised, and in his surprise, he wasn't sure what to do or how to feel.
He sighed and looked away. He'd been trying to do that more often, rather than staring right into people as he always had. It was hard to do, especially when he had nothing to say to break the silence. He wrapped his arms around himself, trying to make himself small.
Shards, this was awkward. But if Talian was good at anything, it was being a doctor.
"My condolences," he said after a long moment. He'd started to say 'sorry for your loss', but the bronzerider was still very much alive. Maybe he would stay that way. "...Obviously you respect him. It must be difficult to see." He paused and swallowed hard. "....His successor is certainly no improvement." Fear crept into his voice at mention of S'kef, even if indirect.
He didn't like dragons like some of these others did, but this was a pitiful sight. Ronarth was the largest dragon on Pern, wasn't he? Something like that? And yet here he was, curled like a wounded puppy and with mannerisms to match, all because someone was cruel. The dragons were innocent of politics; if Talian had come to understand anything about them, it was that.
It was a strange mixed feeling. He peeled himself away from the dragon and looked back to the harper, just in time to see him nod his head and speak those soft, almost deferring words. Talian blinked once and bit his lip before returning the nod. He hadn't expected anything resembling respect out of the other man, even if it came in the form of a small gesture and silence. He was surprised, and in his surprise, he wasn't sure what to do or how to feel.
He sighed and looked away. He'd been trying to do that more often, rather than staring right into people as he always had. It was hard to do, especially when he had nothing to say to break the silence. He wrapped his arms around himself, trying to make himself small.
Shards, this was awkward. But if Talian was good at anything, it was being a doctor.
"My condolences," he said after a long moment. He'd started to say 'sorry for your loss', but the bronzerider was still very much alive. Maybe he would stay that way. "...Obviously you respect him. It must be difficult to see." He paused and swallowed hard. "....His successor is certainly no improvement." Fear crept into his voice at mention of S'kef, even if indirect.
