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19.Jan.13, 06:17 PM
D'ren wasn't surprised, and in a way he found the greenrider's venom almost as charming as the little creatures they were discussing. D'ren had his reservations, of course, but they were awfully hard not to like...unless you were B'jin, apparently. That was one of the most endearing things about B'jin, though. If the topic was something he felt strongly about, one could count on an amusing reaction. It wasn't always loud or forceful, but it was always amusing.
The broznerider figured he should feel bad about getting an internal chuckle at his favorite greenrider's expense, but he figured he could get away with it just this one time.
I don't understand the bronze complained in the back of D'ren's mind. They won't make us sick. And they're good company. Why can't we get one?
I never said we couldn't, only that we would have to wait D'ren said, somewhat reluctantly. He looked at B'jin with a rather flat expression. "Ronarth is giving me a headache over it," he said with a faint smile. "It's like he never grew up sometimes. Here I am, at my age and with my job, and still tending a creeling hatchling." Ronarth was too distracted by his excitement at a somewhat-positive response to notice what was being said.
Of course, he might not have minded. D'ren meant it in the best possible way. "He keeps me young, I imagine," he said. He picked over his food some more, still carefully watching himself. "How have you been outside of that, though? Surely being a Weyrling Master hasn't completely taken over your life. What about the kids, adopted and otherwise?" He started to ask about R'nd as well, but he kept his mouth shut, recalling how embarassed the poor greenrider was last time. Of course, male intimacy wasn't a comfortable topic for D'ren in general, so kids were a safer bet outright.
The broznerider figured he should feel bad about getting an internal chuckle at his favorite greenrider's expense, but he figured he could get away with it just this one time.
I never said we couldn't, only that we would have to wait D'ren said, somewhat reluctantly. He looked at B'jin with a rather flat expression. "Ronarth is giving me a headache over it," he said with a faint smile. "It's like he never grew up sometimes. Here I am, at my age and with my job, and still tending a creeling hatchling." Ronarth was too distracted by his excitement at a somewhat-positive response to notice what was being said.
Of course, he might not have minded. D'ren meant it in the best possible way. "He keeps me young, I imagine," he said. He picked over his food some more, still carefully watching himself. "How have you been outside of that, though? Surely being a Weyrling Master hasn't completely taken over your life. What about the kids, adopted and otherwise?" He started to ask about R'nd as well, but he kept his mouth shut, recalling how embarassed the poor greenrider was last time. Of course, male intimacy wasn't a comfortable topic for D'ren in general, so kids were a safer bet outright.
