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10.Dec.12, 09:28 PM
D'ren's eyes brightened at the little story. "A brown fly a blue?" he asked, amused at the notion and quite charmed by the ignorance of the class. "B'jin, you must be patient with them. Don't you remember what it's like to be young and full of questions?" he asked. D'ren wasn't certain that he'd ever been young, but he was attracted to youthful energy. He admired the innocence and missed the casualness of it all.
He winked, assuring B'jin that he wasn't being lectured. D'ren may have sympathized with the youngsters, but he also knew how good it felt to just rant sometimes! "They'll come around," he assured B'jin. "You're already a better teacher than the last few have been. You've been getting much better reviews, both from students and witnesses," he continued. "You're well-liked, and that means a lot in this climate. I want those kids to feel welcome and wanted. They're our next generation, the ones who will control our fate when we're old and useless. I'd prefer they warm up to us, rather than holding on to their anger and taking it out on us later."
Of course, he expected that. He expected they would punish him, and he hardly blamed them.
"If anyone can, I'm sure it's you," he said. He smiled in dry amusement. "A brown flying a blue, though...That's a little bit out there, I have to admit." Poor kids, and poor B'jin!
The next part stopped him cold for a moment. He sighed, knowing that B'jin was th wily bluerider's friend, and looked down at his plate. "He set the kitchen on fire," he said, tone blunt and laden with what could only be called guilt. He'd hoped to avoid this topic, but lo and behold, it had followed him to lunch. "He was apparently using the kitchen for something...illicit..." D'ren's face heated up. "...and he and his partner were caught. They fled, knocking over a candle in the process. The man who walked in on them fled as well, and well...About a third of the wall needs replacing."
He frowned. "I'shan has refused to tell me who the other person was, so...Well, poor little bastard is in a lot of trouble."
He winked, assuring B'jin that he wasn't being lectured. D'ren may have sympathized with the youngsters, but he also knew how good it felt to just rant sometimes! "They'll come around," he assured B'jin. "You're already a better teacher than the last few have been. You've been getting much better reviews, both from students and witnesses," he continued. "You're well-liked, and that means a lot in this climate. I want those kids to feel welcome and wanted. They're our next generation, the ones who will control our fate when we're old and useless. I'd prefer they warm up to us, rather than holding on to their anger and taking it out on us later."
Of course, he expected that. He expected they would punish him, and he hardly blamed them.
"If anyone can, I'm sure it's you," he said. He smiled in dry amusement. "A brown flying a blue, though...That's a little bit out there, I have to admit." Poor kids, and poor B'jin!
The next part stopped him cold for a moment. He sighed, knowing that B'jin was th wily bluerider's friend, and looked down at his plate. "He set the kitchen on fire," he said, tone blunt and laden with what could only be called guilt. He'd hoped to avoid this topic, but lo and behold, it had followed him to lunch. "He was apparently using the kitchen for something...illicit..." D'ren's face heated up. "...and he and his partner were caught. They fled, knocking over a candle in the process. The man who walked in on them fled as well, and well...About a third of the wall needs replacing."
He frowned. "I'shan has refused to tell me who the other person was, so...Well, poor little bastard is in a lot of trouble."
