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27.Feb.12, 04:48 AM
“I know, it’s why I get along with her,” Valerian smirked, still amused that the green dragon took a shining to him and he with her. “But B’jin’s been pretty good to me as well, I suppose. He tolerates my constant barrage of questions, though he likes to ask his own as well,” that was a bit annoying but Valerian took it in stride since he could answer with as much or as little information as he wanted to give. Still, after the flying lesson Larrikith gave him, the young harper had decided to keep away for a little while or run if they pair appeared above him in a numbweed patch again.
“Much better,” green eyes nearly sparkled with the relief already washing over Valerian. Indeed, the foul little plant was a miracle in a jar. If only it could be applied to open wounds because he would have loved some applied after his hunting injuries; though the fuss Talian made about his pain tolerance in front of Allendris had cancelled out any chance of his pride letting him take anything. He eyed the jar set down near him, amused even though it was probably just a healer thing to offer up extra items from the patching up, “you are either a mind-reader or just thorough in your job. Since it’s you, I’ll go with thorough.”
Valerian listened with honest interest as Talian started to open up to him about his life back in the North. For some Candidates it was an easy enough topic to deal with but for others it was a reminder of better or even worse times and they tried to ignore it. As to himself, Valerian didn’t say much outside of his profession but that was more due to his lack of interest in sharing information about himself since he wasn’t stirred to emotions one way or the other about the past and present. As he listed, he also watched Talian, a skill that was useful in gossip-gathering and for his own amusement in how to learn more about a person. The young master healer’s wandering attention had been noted but so had the way he seemed to realize who he was with and started to relax. It was one of those oddities about Talian that kept Valerian’s interest piqued, and he said as much.
“You are a mystery, in that I can’t figure out why I’m drawn to you when you should be irritating me to the point that I forget your presence. You’re professional and at ease in what you do but socially awkward everywhere else. However, you’re also somewhat daring and trying to come out of your shell which that public freak out showed, which by the way, makes me wonder, have you had private ones? You’re probably also a masochist because you befriended Eri and me.” Valerian paused for a moment to regard the healer once more and like he had done at the party Echlerov had thrown not too long ago, he reached out and ran his fingers over the master knots on Talian’s shoulder. What had been his motivation that day to grab the fallen knots before anyone else saw them and then have a small heart to heart talk where he actually did reveal a peek into his feelings about the life change, Valerian really couldn’t say. He had tried to argue it had been done out of a way to hold something over the timid man but he knew that wasn’t remotely true.
There really was only one reason why he had helped keep the secret until Talian was ready for it to go public and why Talian’s quirks were intriguing and not irritating, “I guess I just like you.”
“Much better,” green eyes nearly sparkled with the relief already washing over Valerian. Indeed, the foul little plant was a miracle in a jar. If only it could be applied to open wounds because he would have loved some applied after his hunting injuries; though the fuss Talian made about his pain tolerance in front of Allendris had cancelled out any chance of his pride letting him take anything. He eyed the jar set down near him, amused even though it was probably just a healer thing to offer up extra items from the patching up, “you are either a mind-reader or just thorough in your job. Since it’s you, I’ll go with thorough.”
Valerian listened with honest interest as Talian started to open up to him about his life back in the North. For some Candidates it was an easy enough topic to deal with but for others it was a reminder of better or even worse times and they tried to ignore it. As to himself, Valerian didn’t say much outside of his profession but that was more due to his lack of interest in sharing information about himself since he wasn’t stirred to emotions one way or the other about the past and present. As he listed, he also watched Talian, a skill that was useful in gossip-gathering and for his own amusement in how to learn more about a person. The young master healer’s wandering attention had been noted but so had the way he seemed to realize who he was with and started to relax. It was one of those oddities about Talian that kept Valerian’s interest piqued, and he said as much.
“You are a mystery, in that I can’t figure out why I’m drawn to you when you should be irritating me to the point that I forget your presence. You’re professional and at ease in what you do but socially awkward everywhere else. However, you’re also somewhat daring and trying to come out of your shell which that public freak out showed, which by the way, makes me wonder, have you had private ones? You’re probably also a masochist because you befriended Eri and me.” Valerian paused for a moment to regard the healer once more and like he had done at the party Echlerov had thrown not too long ago, he reached out and ran his fingers over the master knots on Talian’s shoulder. What had been his motivation that day to grab the fallen knots before anyone else saw them and then have a small heart to heart talk where he actually did reveal a peek into his feelings about the life change, Valerian really couldn’t say. He had tried to argue it had been done out of a way to hold something over the timid man but he knew that wasn’t remotely true.
There really was only one reason why he had helped keep the secret until Talian was ready for it to go public and why Talian’s quirks were intriguing and not irritating, “I guess I just like you.”
