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21.Jul.13, 02:33 AM
N'kal did not miss the hesitation when she agreed to only call him N'kal. He had a feeling he was going to still be called 'Sir' more often than N'kal, but he supposed at least that meant she would try, and he could work with that. He gave her a kind smile and a nod then said, "Thank you.", gently. He knew she was far to timid to be anything but proper, knew he was probably asking her to go against something they were taught in holds, but he just couldn't stand being called 'Sir', unless the situation actually called for it. This was not one of those times.
Having stumbled over words to say to her he was again lost for something to say to her. Did one usually talk after a flight? He doubted it, but he knew Torath was partly right. Normally he did in fact just leave, but there was something about Kahleena's upset that gave him pause and made him stay. He wanted to make her feel better, yet did not know how. He wanted her to understand he didn't want to hurt her and would not constantly seek her out just because Torath had won Okalinath's flight. All he had currently were his words, and he wasn't entirely certain she would believe them. He did note that her gaze had dropped and when she looked up again her cheeks were rosy with embarrassment, and after a small nod dropped her gaze to the blanket covering her.
He had thought to give a sigh but the giggle she produced when he told her what Torath had said made him give her a warm smile. "Now that is more like it. A little laughter never hurts, especially when it is for such a good reason." He was glad to see his comment had a positive effect on the girl. He was only slightly concerned about the effect it had on him. The shy smile she gave was probably one of the best looks he had seen on her face since their first meeting. That alone with the laughter was enough to let him know that she had a mild effect on him. Her stating that 'She liked him.', gave him pause. Where the 'she' in that statement would initially mean Okalinath, as he had been speaking of their dragons, it would also mean that 'she' the rider would in turn like him, the rider, as well, at least to some degree. It was well known that dragons tended to follow in their bonded's thoughts and opinions of others.
It left him wondering who had started the like, but then he had to think of his liking for her. Torath very much liked Okalinath, and he had to admit there was something about the girl he rather liked as well, though he was loathe to admit it. He gave her a smile and nodded, replying gently and with meaning equal to her own, "He likes her too." He didn't really know much about liking woman anymore, he remembered Palla, remembered how he felt for her, but they had grown a bond over weyrlinghood, over time. What kind of bond, if there ever was one, would there be between him, and this girl who's dragon seemed to captivate his own.
Wandering thoughts rolled around in the bronzeriders head for moments before he decided it was probably best to leave. However he was stopped mid thought when her gentle voice came at him, a bit sternly, which from her was entirely unexpected, telling him he didn't have to leave. He lifted his brow at her slightly, having not expected her to say anything close to that, rather he expected her to dismiss him in some way. When she tried to add what she didn't want he held up a hand and said, "I understand." He tilted his head slightly as she once again dropped her eyes to the blanket covering her body and felt some sort of odd..almost protectiveness over her, why he did not know.Because you care, you are not made of stone, no matter how much you try to be. , Torath said lazily, then nuzzling Okalinath, rumbled across the link with his rider and was gone again. He looked at the young girl's face, thought about Torath's words and could not help the small smile. He hated when the beast was right, but he supposed it made sense, no being on Pern knew him better.
When she told him again he did not have to leave, as it was very dark out, he gave her a smile that she did not see, as she had pulled in on herself again, apparently embarrassed yet again by her own words this time. He felt badly, that she felt badly, which amused him to no end on both counts. He took a rather bold chance and leaned over slightly, reached out his hand and hooked a finger under her chin, to try and raise her face to his. He gave her another warm smile and said, "Thank you for your concern. It is rather dark out, and I appreciate you allowing me to stay." He gave her another encouraging smile then withdrew from her before the poor girl stressed herself any further. "If it will make you feel better, I will stay, but not here.", he offered, poking the not so comfortable bed as he spoke. "Not the first time I have ever slept in a chair, or on the floor.", he added with a bit of sa shrug and a smile. This way she would be comfortable enough to sleep, if she could, and might trust, just a bit, that she was safe near him.
Having stumbled over words to say to her he was again lost for something to say to her. Did one usually talk after a flight? He doubted it, but he knew Torath was partly right. Normally he did in fact just leave, but there was something about Kahleena's upset that gave him pause and made him stay. He wanted to make her feel better, yet did not know how. He wanted her to understand he didn't want to hurt her and would not constantly seek her out just because Torath had won Okalinath's flight. All he had currently were his words, and he wasn't entirely certain she would believe them. He did note that her gaze had dropped and when she looked up again her cheeks were rosy with embarrassment, and after a small nod dropped her gaze to the blanket covering her.
He had thought to give a sigh but the giggle she produced when he told her what Torath had said made him give her a warm smile. "Now that is more like it. A little laughter never hurts, especially when it is for such a good reason." He was glad to see his comment had a positive effect on the girl. He was only slightly concerned about the effect it had on him. The shy smile she gave was probably one of the best looks he had seen on her face since their first meeting. That alone with the laughter was enough to let him know that she had a mild effect on him. Her stating that 'She liked him.', gave him pause. Where the 'she' in that statement would initially mean Okalinath, as he had been speaking of their dragons, it would also mean that 'she' the rider would in turn like him, the rider, as well, at least to some degree. It was well known that dragons tended to follow in their bonded's thoughts and opinions of others.
It left him wondering who had started the like, but then he had to think of his liking for her. Torath very much liked Okalinath, and he had to admit there was something about the girl he rather liked as well, though he was loathe to admit it. He gave her a smile and nodded, replying gently and with meaning equal to her own, "He likes her too." He didn't really know much about liking woman anymore, he remembered Palla, remembered how he felt for her, but they had grown a bond over weyrlinghood, over time. What kind of bond, if there ever was one, would there be between him, and this girl who's dragon seemed to captivate his own.
Wandering thoughts rolled around in the bronzeriders head for moments before he decided it was probably best to leave. However he was stopped mid thought when her gentle voice came at him, a bit sternly, which from her was entirely unexpected, telling him he didn't have to leave. He lifted his brow at her slightly, having not expected her to say anything close to that, rather he expected her to dismiss him in some way. When she tried to add what she didn't want he held up a hand and said, "I understand." He tilted his head slightly as she once again dropped her eyes to the blanket covering her body and felt some sort of odd..almost protectiveness over her, why he did not know.
When she told him again he did not have to leave, as it was very dark out, he gave her a smile that she did not see, as she had pulled in on herself again, apparently embarrassed yet again by her own words this time. He felt badly, that she felt badly, which amused him to no end on both counts. He took a rather bold chance and leaned over slightly, reached out his hand and hooked a finger under her chin, to try and raise her face to his. He gave her another warm smile and said, "Thank you for your concern. It is rather dark out, and I appreciate you allowing me to stay." He gave her another encouraging smile then withdrew from her before the poor girl stressed herself any further. "If it will make you feel better, I will stay, but not here.", he offered, poking the not so comfortable bed as he spoke. "Not the first time I have ever slept in a chair, or on the floor.", he added with a bit of sa shrug and a smile. This way she would be comfortable enough to sleep, if she could, and might trust, just a bit, that she was safe near him.
