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01.Apr.18, 09:17 AM
R’nd still couldn’t get over Phinarion’s enthusiasm about everything. He had been excited to pick his bunk and make quick acquaintance with those near it but he almost seemed as excited about finding the common bathing area and privy, his bounce to his step never seeming to lessen. R’nd had a feeling Phinarion’s mind was simply going to be blown the first time he got to go to a Touching and have that experience! He’d definitely have to make sure he was close by when that happened to watch the magical moment and find out how it went afterward.
Since Phinarion didn’t seem to have any questions, or was possibly too overwhelmed from everything to think up any, R’nd chatted about whatever area they came across and made light comments about ranks if they passed by someone of import or not. He didn’t want to add to the information overload, though, so R’nd tried to keep everything as casual and fun as he could, assuring the boy more than once that he could come find him any time if he had questions or needed something explained again. Since helping T’bia when he was a Candidate and then all through his weyrlinghood, R’nd found he kind of liked taking a kid or two under his wing and had the patience for those that needed a little longer to absorb the information.
By the time they made it to the dining cavern, R’nd found himself a bit peckish and realised by the crowd that midday meal was already on. His tour had taken a bit longer than expected but that was okay. He only had to file the paperwork on his Search and his afternoon was otherwise clear. He greeted friends as they passed through the room and he paused here and there to introduce Phinarion to other Candidates that were around his age in hopes of helping the boy find friends and feel welcomed and comfortable at the Weyr.
“If you aren’t sick of me yet, I don’t seem to have a lunch date and I wonder if you’re available to eat with me?” R’nd smiled warmly as he grabbed two plates, handing one to Phinarion and leading him to the platters of food.
“And,” he leaned in to whisper his secret, “even if you aren’t that hungry because of nerves or excitement, still eat a little. When you realise later how hungry you actually are, dinner will feel a life time away.” He knew that from experience from when he was Searched. He was so excited and relieved to be out of the life he didn’t see himself ever fitting into, young Orwind had skipped a meal to explore Benden Weyr in its entirety, only to be left with a growling stomach an hour after the meal ended.
Since Phinarion didn’t seem to have any questions, or was possibly too overwhelmed from everything to think up any, R’nd chatted about whatever area they came across and made light comments about ranks if they passed by someone of import or not. He didn’t want to add to the information overload, though, so R’nd tried to keep everything as casual and fun as he could, assuring the boy more than once that he could come find him any time if he had questions or needed something explained again. Since helping T’bia when he was a Candidate and then all through his weyrlinghood, R’nd found he kind of liked taking a kid or two under his wing and had the patience for those that needed a little longer to absorb the information.
By the time they made it to the dining cavern, R’nd found himself a bit peckish and realised by the crowd that midday meal was already on. His tour had taken a bit longer than expected but that was okay. He only had to file the paperwork on his Search and his afternoon was otherwise clear. He greeted friends as they passed through the room and he paused here and there to introduce Phinarion to other Candidates that were around his age in hopes of helping the boy find friends and feel welcomed and comfortable at the Weyr.
“If you aren’t sick of me yet, I don’t seem to have a lunch date and I wonder if you’re available to eat with me?” R’nd smiled warmly as he grabbed two plates, handing one to Phinarion and leading him to the platters of food.
“And,” he leaned in to whisper his secret, “even if you aren’t that hungry because of nerves or excitement, still eat a little. When you realise later how hungry you actually are, dinner will feel a life time away.” He knew that from experience from when he was Searched. He was so excited and relieved to be out of the life he didn’t see himself ever fitting into, young Orwind had skipped a meal to explore Benden Weyr in its entirety, only to be left with a growling stomach an hour after the meal ended.
