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21.May.12, 03:13 PM
Talian rested comfortably against B'jin for a few long seconds. He enjoyed B'jin's touch, just as he enjoyed the friendly touch of almost anyone. It was so rare throughout the boy's life and it made him feel so safe and wanted, a feeling he'd grown increasingly attached to and perhaps even dependent on. He didn't ever want to let go, for in those moments he felt safe and accepted. He wanted and needed those feelings so badly. He was lost and almost alone in a strange world, a diffuclt situation to live in after spending such a long time lost and alone in a familiar world. What would he do without B'jin and the two weyrlings, other than drown?
"I'm glad you worry about me," Tal said, ignoring the tremor in his voice. Was he really on the verge of tears again? Why did so many of his conversations go down this unwanted path? Tal wanted to scold himself for being too emotional, but in light of everything, it seemed almost fitting. The healer just smiled and leaned forward, wrapping his arms tightly around the greenrider and squeezing one more time.
"Thank you," he added at length. He wiped his eyes, refusing to allow himself to full-on cry. "I just...Well, I guess I don't really need to explain." His tone hinted at modesty, that he didn't want to complain anymore. In reality, it had more to do with preserving B'jin's feelings. Tal still hated dragons and found them hideously ugly, but no good would come from saying that to B'jin's face, especially when the greenrider already knew the boy's stance well enough. No need to rub it in. Talian just laughed again, nervous and embarrassed. Ultimatly, though, he also looked relieved.
"The idea of Impressing a dragon and sharing my head with someone forever is terrifying to me," he finally admitted, almost daintily. "And being stuck here forever, and not getting to be a healer anymore...I don't think I could take it. Maybe your leader will have mercy on me and let me avoid the hatchlings from now on..." he said with a touch of hopeful humor.
Your leader. Not mine. Otherwise, he seemed oddly alive and happy.
"I'm glad you worry about me," Tal said, ignoring the tremor in his voice. Was he really on the verge of tears again? Why did so many of his conversations go down this unwanted path? Tal wanted to scold himself for being too emotional, but in light of everything, it seemed almost fitting. The healer just smiled and leaned forward, wrapping his arms tightly around the greenrider and squeezing one more time.
"Thank you," he added at length. He wiped his eyes, refusing to allow himself to full-on cry. "I just...Well, I guess I don't really need to explain." His tone hinted at modesty, that he didn't want to complain anymore. In reality, it had more to do with preserving B'jin's feelings. Tal still hated dragons and found them hideously ugly, but no good would come from saying that to B'jin's face, especially when the greenrider already knew the boy's stance well enough. No need to rub it in. Talian just laughed again, nervous and embarrassed. Ultimatly, though, he also looked relieved.
"The idea of Impressing a dragon and sharing my head with someone forever is terrifying to me," he finally admitted, almost daintily. "And being stuck here forever, and not getting to be a healer anymore...I don't think I could take it. Maybe your leader will have mercy on me and let me avoid the hatchlings from now on..." he said with a touch of hopeful humor.
Your leader. Not mine. Otherwise, he seemed oddly alive and happy.
