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21.Jul.13, 12:52 AM
Ameris' laugh made his smile, her words made him chuckle, just a bit. He was glad she had found amusement in his attempt at a joke, he didn't try for humor often, generally he failed. You should try more often. , Torath said, again amused. Or not..., he replied curtly, though he knew the bronze was most likely correct. He did suppose he needed to work on his social skills. It was almost always easier for him to be social around women and especially kids, they were much more gentle than he himself was and so he tended to try harder to be more gentle, or at least nicer and less gruff, when around them.
He lifted a thick brow at the youngster at his feet and couldn't help but grin when he said he liked dragons. He knew most children liked dragons, especially those that were weyr bred. Hold children were often more in awe or afraid of them that anything. "Well I am glad you like dragons...", he started, but before he could finish the sentence Torath had dropped his foolish self onto the path and sent the toddler into fits of excitement. Nothing was quite as contagious as a child's laugh, and so when Torath had positioned himself on the ground, great blue and purple eyes whirling, his happiness overflowed into N'kal's heart, causing the large man to laugh.
"I can tell he is fond of them!", he said with a warm smile at Ameris before turning dark eyes back on his great hulk of a bronze. A look of peace and of something deeper than love or happiness washed over his face as he looked between the toddler and the dragon he cared so deeply for. It was rare that he allowed himself to relax enough to allow his emotions to show on his face, in his eyes maybe, but his dragons unusual antics brought it out, and he doubted Ameris would mock him for it. At the tug to his pant leg his eyes were drawn once more to the toddler Rislan. Before he could answer, for he knew of course what the child wanted, his mother stepped in to scold his manners. He was pleased that she took the time to correct his manners, though he hadn't minded honestly, he would not correct a mother's discipline.
When he spoke again, asking as best he could for the speech he had available to him. He chuckled deeply and nodded at him. "As long as your mother says it is alright.", N'kal told him with a look and a semi stern voice. Torath crooned at them softly as he patiently waited, or as patiently as a dragon could be anyway.
He lifted a thick brow at the youngster at his feet and couldn't help but grin when he said he liked dragons. He knew most children liked dragons, especially those that were weyr bred. Hold children were often more in awe or afraid of them that anything. "Well I am glad you like dragons...", he started, but before he could finish the sentence Torath had dropped his foolish self onto the path and sent the toddler into fits of excitement. Nothing was quite as contagious as a child's laugh, and so when Torath had positioned himself on the ground, great blue and purple eyes whirling, his happiness overflowed into N'kal's heart, causing the large man to laugh.
"I can tell he is fond of them!", he said with a warm smile at Ameris before turning dark eyes back on his great hulk of a bronze. A look of peace and of something deeper than love or happiness washed over his face as he looked between the toddler and the dragon he cared so deeply for. It was rare that he allowed himself to relax enough to allow his emotions to show on his face, in his eyes maybe, but his dragons unusual antics brought it out, and he doubted Ameris would mock him for it. At the tug to his pant leg his eyes were drawn once more to the toddler Rislan. Before he could answer, for he knew of course what the child wanted, his mother stepped in to scold his manners. He was pleased that she took the time to correct his manners, though he hadn't minded honestly, he would not correct a mother's discipline.
When he spoke again, asking as best he could for the speech he had available to him. He chuckled deeply and nodded at him. "As long as your mother says it is alright.", N'kal told him with a look and a semi stern voice. Torath crooned at them softly as he patiently waited, or as patiently as a dragon could be anyway.
