15.Oct.18, 09:40 PM
“Hmng,” F’drel said eloquently, wrapping himself in the blanket he’d brought out to the ledge, “Fishing. Sure. Miri likes fish, would probably good for me to properly learn so I can get some for her. Thanks. If you ever have one you don’t feel like cooking she’ll eat it for you.” Halomirth nodded enthusiastically, agreeing that she would most definitely eat the fish. She’d been so very disappointed there hadn’t been any fish for her to eat last time. And more time with Edath and R’dal was always good! She liked them a lot, they were fun.
There was something about the cloud game F’drel couldn’t follow when R’dal described it. How do you win a round? Or cheat? You’re just seeing things in clouds, how is that a winnable game? He gave R’dal a confused look, not sure if the game truly made no sense or he was just too tired to figure out a simple game about clouds. At this point, F’drel would easily believe both. He started out of his confusion when R’dal said he was looking at him like he thought the bluerider was crazy. Which, F’drel sort of did think sometimes, when he was being particularly bitchy, but he was still hung up on how it was possible to cheat at a cloud game at the moment. He hadn’t gotten to being confused about finding stars in the daytime yet.
“It’s not crazy to look for stars,” he mumbled, giving up on trying to stay sitting up and just letting himself fall sideways until he was lying down. Shifting a little F’drel put his head on R’dal’s stomach, deciding that fuck it, he wanted a pillow and it’s not like R’dal cared. He’d probably be fucking thrilled, the weird kid. “Listen, R’dal, you’re welcome to stay however long you like, but I’ve been trying to take a nap pretty much since I woke up so I’m probably gonna fall asleep any second. Wake me up when you find a good star, okay? And if Miri cheats at clouds too much tell her we’re not gonna fish for her if she dosn’t play fair.” It was fine, it was safe to sleep around R’dal — he did it often enough — and for some reason he just didn’t feel dangerous. Probably cause he looked for shapes in clouds and stuff. Sighing softly, F’drel curled an arm around R’dal’s waist and waited to make sure R’dal didn’t protest to being used as a pillow.
There was something about the cloud game F’drel couldn’t follow when R’dal described it. How do you win a round? Or cheat? You’re just seeing things in clouds, how is that a winnable game? He gave R’dal a confused look, not sure if the game truly made no sense or he was just too tired to figure out a simple game about clouds. At this point, F’drel would easily believe both. He started out of his confusion when R’dal said he was looking at him like he thought the bluerider was crazy. Which, F’drel sort of did think sometimes, when he was being particularly bitchy, but he was still hung up on how it was possible to cheat at a cloud game at the moment. He hadn’t gotten to being confused about finding stars in the daytime yet.
“It’s not crazy to look for stars,” he mumbled, giving up on trying to stay sitting up and just letting himself fall sideways until he was lying down. Shifting a little F’drel put his head on R’dal’s stomach, deciding that fuck it, he wanted a pillow and it’s not like R’dal cared. He’d probably be fucking thrilled, the weird kid. “Listen, R’dal, you’re welcome to stay however long you like, but I’ve been trying to take a nap pretty much since I woke up so I’m probably gonna fall asleep any second. Wake me up when you find a good star, okay? And if Miri cheats at clouds too much tell her we’re not gonna fish for her if she dosn’t play fair.” It was fine, it was safe to sleep around R’dal — he did it often enough — and for some reason he just didn’t feel dangerous. Probably cause he looked for shapes in clouds and stuff. Sighing softly, F’drel curled an arm around R’dal’s waist and waited to make sure R’dal didn’t protest to being used as a pillow.