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13.Feb.12, 10:34 PM
Erisi was usually above self-mutilation to get out of things he did not enjoy, but this was a circumstance he may make certain sacrifices for. But, as a Harper he valued his hands very much, so even if he did find out the ways to get out of Standing, he likely wouldn't. Erisi would take trying to run away before self-mutilation, but from how Volfetti had fared out of it... well, that was out of the question too. He was stuck. But, at least if he survived this first Hatching he would never have to attend another. Perhaps there was a way to dissuade a dragonet from approaching him without getting himself mauled. It was something he was going to have to look into at least, discreetly so he didn't give D'ren another reason to be pissy with him. "I know, can't really blame me for trying, though," he answered with a brief, unenthusiastic smile.
No words of comfort from D'ren were going to do any good. The only type of comfort Erisi had received recently that had done well was, of course, Talian's. D'ren wasn't up for that sort of comforting, so he should really stop trying.
Erisi wanted to speak up that putting him with I'shan was only going to encourage more fighting, but he figured that even suggesting that would just earn him more of D'ren's ire. If I'shan started to press his buttons, then he would have no choice but to go back to D'ren... since obviously that was what the man wanted. Erisi was trying to ward away a good amount of trouble. "All right," he answered in a dry, not entirely enthused tone. He had a feeling that I'shan was going to take total advantage of the situation, and for some reason Erisi was going to have to put up with it. D'ren had to know this, why else would he stick Erisi with the man after what had gone down between them?
"Thank you," he said with forced politeness, rising from his seat and taking his leave. He really didn't want to be in the Weyrleader's presence for longer than necessary.
No words of comfort from D'ren were going to do any good. The only type of comfort Erisi had received recently that had done well was, of course, Talian's. D'ren wasn't up for that sort of comforting, so he should really stop trying.
Erisi wanted to speak up that putting him with I'shan was only going to encourage more fighting, but he figured that even suggesting that would just earn him more of D'ren's ire. If I'shan started to press his buttons, then he would have no choice but to go back to D'ren... since obviously that was what the man wanted. Erisi was trying to ward away a good amount of trouble. "All right," he answered in a dry, not entirely enthused tone. He had a feeling that I'shan was going to take total advantage of the situation, and for some reason Erisi was going to have to put up with it. D'ren had to know this, why else would he stick Erisi with the man after what had gone down between them?
"Thank you," he said with forced politeness, rising from his seat and taking his leave. He really didn't want to be in the Weyrleader's presence for longer than necessary.
