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13.Apr.18, 01:22 PM
“Oh,” Vessaelia replied with a blush when her hand was grabbed and held onto but it was also tinted with sadness, all too aware of how it felt to have a family member lay a hand on you. It was odd to see it done to a son, though. Her brother had been her father’s pride and joy and it seemed like he could get away with anything if he happened to screw up. Then again, her dad had only smacked her once, at her brother’s wedding when she was playing around with another kid and they knocked into a servant carrying a tray of wine and glasses. “My brother would do that sometimes as well. I think I was an annoying left over loose end from the death of my parents.” Her brother had likely been fed up with her questions or uselessness at bringing in a good wedding deal and had smacked her or roughly handled her in the last few years leading up to being Searched. Despite that, she had still been reluctant to go with R’nd, wanting to find a husband instead of a dragon at the time. Now, though, she was happy she was free of that life.
Even though A’dis said it didn’t hurt and not to worry about it, that was all Vessaelia could do now. She felt like her curiosity had definitely put a dampener on the mood and her little confession likely didn’t help either. She really didn’t speak much of her family, having not seen her sisters for several years, her parents both being dead, and her brother being his charming self, that it surprised her to have even said such a thing. Maybe she had done it to show A’dis he wasn’t alone in having messed up family members and that she understood? Still, it was clear it wasn’t really something he wanted to talk about and Vessaelia almost apologised again for bringing it up at all but caught herself before doing so.
“An-anyway,” Vessaelia wouldn’t let her clumsiness in conversational skills ruin her time with the handsome bronzerider but she was also struggling to find something else to talk about that wasn’t super lame or made it sound like they were on a first date set up by friends, asking mundane questions to learn more about the other. But it kind of was like that, without the involvement of friends, since she sort of invited herself to join him lazing in the bowl. She glanced down at her hand still in his, finding she had no desire to take it back and was momentarily distracted by how small it seemed in his hand.
“What’s your favourite colour?” Vessaelia looked back up at A’dis and laughed as soon as she asked, amused but also a little saddened that she couldn’t think of anything else right then to change the topic and hopefully make him smile. “Yes, I really asked that and I do expect an answer,” she giggled again and decided her favourite colour was currently green thanks to his eyes.
Even though A’dis said it didn’t hurt and not to worry about it, that was all Vessaelia could do now. She felt like her curiosity had definitely put a dampener on the mood and her little confession likely didn’t help either. She really didn’t speak much of her family, having not seen her sisters for several years, her parents both being dead, and her brother being his charming self, that it surprised her to have even said such a thing. Maybe she had done it to show A’dis he wasn’t alone in having messed up family members and that she understood? Still, it was clear it wasn’t really something he wanted to talk about and Vessaelia almost apologised again for bringing it up at all but caught herself before doing so.
“An-anyway,” Vessaelia wouldn’t let her clumsiness in conversational skills ruin her time with the handsome bronzerider but she was also struggling to find something else to talk about that wasn’t super lame or made it sound like they were on a first date set up by friends, asking mundane questions to learn more about the other. But it kind of was like that, without the involvement of friends, since she sort of invited herself to join him lazing in the bowl. She glanced down at her hand still in his, finding she had no desire to take it back and was momentarily distracted by how small it seemed in his hand.
“What’s your favourite colour?” Vessaelia looked back up at A’dis and laughed as soon as she asked, amused but also a little saddened that she couldn’t think of anything else right then to change the topic and hopefully make him smile. “Yes, I really asked that and I do expect an answer,” she giggled again and decided her favourite colour was currently green thanks to his eyes.
