18.Sep.18, 03:31 AM
“I may have missed it,” F’drel said quickly at R’dal’s frown, not wanting to upset the man so early. It was entirely possible R’dal had mentioned a boat, but the bluerider had a tendency to talk fast and ramble and honestly F’drel probably didn’t catch a good deal of what the man said. Halomirth spoke fast and changed topics quickly too, but with her he had the advantage of sharing her thoughts, making following along much easier.
He immediately started taking off his boots at R’dal’s suggestion, instinctively moving to fulfill the request. There wasn’t really a good spot to leave them, so F’drel just lined them up neatly and left them on the sand where he took them off. His pants were then rolled up as far as he could get them — F’drel did not want soaked pants, as they would be uncomfortable to wear and he wasn’t taking his pants off in company — before he turned back to the boat and R’dal explaining how to get it in the water.
F’drel gave the bucket of bait a brief glance, not really registering what it held, before it was put back in the boat. “Alright,” he said, looking back at the boat apprehensively, “should we get it in the water, then?” That was the next step, right? Get the boat in the water, get in the boat, fish? F’drel watched R’dal, assuming he knew what to do and intending to follow his lead. And hoping that Miri wouldn’t be too distracted by Edath to rescue him if he fell out of the boat and started drowning.
He immediately started taking off his boots at R’dal’s suggestion, instinctively moving to fulfill the request. There wasn’t really a good spot to leave them, so F’drel just lined them up neatly and left them on the sand where he took them off. His pants were then rolled up as far as he could get them — F’drel did not want soaked pants, as they would be uncomfortable to wear and he wasn’t taking his pants off in company — before he turned back to the boat and R’dal explaining how to get it in the water.
F’drel gave the bucket of bait a brief glance, not really registering what it held, before it was put back in the boat. “Alright,” he said, looking back at the boat apprehensively, “should we get it in the water, then?” That was the next step, right? Get the boat in the water, get in the boat, fish? F’drel watched R’dal, assuming he knew what to do and intending to follow his lead. And hoping that Miri wouldn’t be too distracted by Edath to rescue him if he fell out of the boat and started drowning.