21.Jan.18, 09:00 PM
He had just spent the last couple of hours with Casa in what he thought wasn’t a complete disaster but time would tell if she ever sought him out again or ran in the opposite direction. He wouldn’t blame her either way, really. Now, T’ryn thought he’d meander around the Gather one last time to see if he had missed seeing anything and if he could possibly find a gift for his aunt Eridella. She always went out of her way to make him feel comfortable and a part of the family and he wanted to repay her kindness. He knew she loved clothes, jewellery, and decorating her home and felt confident enough now to be able to pick something out to match her tastes.
As he turned down an aisle to begin his search, T’ryn saw another familiar person and chuckled a bit. What was it with him and finding the young goldriders today? He wasn’t sure he could manage to stuff anymore of his foot in his mouth after spending time with Casa but he had decided it would be nice to mingle with the goldriders some more and Syrendryth didn’t seem to think Ambrya was as ditzy as Casa so that was a good start to less snide comments in his head.
He walked up beside her just as she asked aloud a question that he really didn’t think was meant for him but T’ryn replied anyway, “dark red, I think. Or maybe a light pink to make it softer?” He was not a professional when it came to picking out such things but thanks to spending time at his aunt’s house and seeing N’mor’s little sister in dresses all the time, he thought they were safe enough suggestions.
As he turned down an aisle to begin his search, T’ryn saw another familiar person and chuckled a bit. What was it with him and finding the young goldriders today? He wasn’t sure he could manage to stuff anymore of his foot in his mouth after spending time with Casa but he had decided it would be nice to mingle with the goldriders some more and Syrendryth didn’t seem to think Ambrya was as ditzy as Casa so that was a good start to less snide comments in his head.
He walked up beside her just as she asked aloud a question that he really didn’t think was meant for him but T’ryn replied anyway, “dark red, I think. Or maybe a light pink to make it softer?” He was not a professional when it came to picking out such things but thanks to spending time at his aunt’s house and seeing N’mor’s little sister in dresses all the time, he thought they were safe enough suggestions.