07.Mar.13, 12:48 PM
Isscer could only listen to Oahvakeen explaining weyrmates with a slack, shocked look on his face. He knew what weyrmates were, the logical part of his brain protested, but he was incapable of expressing it. "Oh," he managed, voice sounding strangled, a nervous little smile flitting across his face and then disappearing. A few deep breaths, and he was able to process what his fellow had just said, realization and confusion dawning.
"But if you are expected to Stand, I don't think a weyrmate would help." Isscer shrugged, but the movement was jerky and spoke to his discomfort. "They expect you to Stand, weyrmate or no, and pregnancy only works if you're a woman and you certainly are not." Again Isscer found himself staring at Oahvakeen's vibrant, ridiculous hair and he cleared his throat, averting his eyes.
"Besides, everyone expects Candidates to fool around. Once you Impress, you have to wait months until the dragonet is mature enough to handle the rider being involved sexually with another person." Isscer had thought this was common knowledge, but apparently not, and so he carefully pointed it out. He didn't understand Oahvakeen's logic, and it only got worse with the mention of gemstones.
Isscer couldn't help it; he laughed, the laugh more of a nervous scoff than a genuine belly laugh. "If I could find fancy stones like that out in a field, I'd be a rich man!" Shaking his head, Isscer rolled his eyes. "Women are too flighty, too prone to emotional outbursts. You'd be better off with a male weyrmate--hopefully there'd be less fuss, although it would depend on the person you chose." He shrugged. "Besides, you wouldn't have to craft jewelry for a man so it'd be less work for you in the long run."
"But if you are expected to Stand, I don't think a weyrmate would help." Isscer shrugged, but the movement was jerky and spoke to his discomfort. "They expect you to Stand, weyrmate or no, and pregnancy only works if you're a woman and you certainly are not." Again Isscer found himself staring at Oahvakeen's vibrant, ridiculous hair and he cleared his throat, averting his eyes.
"Besides, everyone expects Candidates to fool around. Once you Impress, you have to wait months until the dragonet is mature enough to handle the rider being involved sexually with another person." Isscer had thought this was common knowledge, but apparently not, and so he carefully pointed it out. He didn't understand Oahvakeen's logic, and it only got worse with the mention of gemstones.
Isscer couldn't help it; he laughed, the laugh more of a nervous scoff than a genuine belly laugh. "If I could find fancy stones like that out in a field, I'd be a rich man!" Shaking his head, Isscer rolled his eyes. "Women are too flighty, too prone to emotional outbursts. You'd be better off with a male weyrmate--hopefully there'd be less fuss, although it would depend on the person you chose." He shrugged. "Besides, you wouldn't have to craft jewelry for a man so it'd be less work for you in the long run."