21.May.13, 12:18 AM
He gave her a cheeky grin, “Best be prepared then.. Sure as I’m sitting here, it’ll be dry tomorrow!” He enjoyed their easy banter. It was always light hearted and could generally cheer him up in a pinch. Between her and Ameris, K’ton was set for life in the friend department. Not many men would admit that two of his best friends were women, especially around here. Most women were viewed as chattel, as less than men but K’ton knew who the back bone of the society was and it certainly didn’t have any dangly bits between its legs.
“I never would’ve thought such a lovely lady like yourself would have such a hard time believing compliments, Vaelya. You must get, what? A hundred a day?” he said lightly. He’d wear her down one day. He smiled as she went on about Evritt. He almost wished – almost, just a pinch, mind you – that the boy was his. She was incredibly proud of the accomplishments of the toddler and deep down he wanted to see the mother of his child or children speak to him of them with such pride. But it would never happen so he soaked in the stories of Evritt and his antics.
“Oh sure! Like I said he talks about you two all the time. Can’t get the brown beast to shut up for two seconds,” he said with a chuckle. It was true. And not. Ironth did ask after Vaelya in her son, but not as often and not as insistent as K’ton said he did. His blue eyes widened at her accusation with feigned horror. “Vaelya! I would never do such a thing,” he exclaimed with a dramatic clutch of his chest, “Why that just breaks my heart that you could believe that I would do something like that!” It was difficult keeping a straight face as he declared that, especially with Ironth immense amusement broadcasting through his mind.
“I never would’ve thought such a lovely lady like yourself would have such a hard time believing compliments, Vaelya. You must get, what? A hundred a day?” he said lightly. He’d wear her down one day. He smiled as she went on about Evritt. He almost wished – almost, just a pinch, mind you – that the boy was his. She was incredibly proud of the accomplishments of the toddler and deep down he wanted to see the mother of his child or children speak to him of them with such pride. But it would never happen so he soaked in the stories of Evritt and his antics.
“Oh sure! Like I said he talks about you two all the time. Can’t get the brown beast to shut up for two seconds,” he said with a chuckle. It was true. And not. Ironth did ask after Vaelya in her son, but not as often and not as insistent as K’ton said he did. His blue eyes widened at her accusation with feigned horror. “Vaelya! I would never do such a thing,” he exclaimed with a dramatic clutch of his chest, “Why that just breaks my heart that you could believe that I would do something like that!” It was difficult keeping a straight face as he declared that, especially with Ironth immense amusement broadcasting through his mind.