02.Feb.20, 12:40 PM
Mylorah gave the boys an odd look as they exchanged one ‘hey’ for another. It wasn’t like she was expecting hugs—especially given one of the men was Kordiavis—but she figured their usual laidback attitudes would still be there. What had gotten into them? Maybe it was just the adorable and somewhat round hatchling sitting between them that was throwing things off. She’d get to the extremely pale blue boy after she dealt with the human counterpart.
“Congratulations, Kordi!” Mylorah smiled at the new blue weyrling and crouched down beside him and took his hand in hers to give it a squeeze. She often still gave her friends hugs after they Impressed but she’d also been trying not to make people or dragons uncomfortable since Dyoricath so the hand-hug was all Kordiavis was getting for the time being. “I never doubted it, you know. No matter how much you complained about the Touchings and Hatchings, I knew you would have a mate in one of those eggs.” And that was the truth. She had no doubt that he would eventually do as he kept threatening and stop Standing but Mylorah believed even then a dragon would find him. He needed the companion whether he wanted to see that or not.
Letting go of his hand, she turned her attention to the dragon that had been oddly quiet so far. She wondered if perhaps he was an observer like Kordiavis or just polite and waiting to be acknowledged—very much not like Kordiavis. “Hello, I’m Mylorah, one of your mate’s friends. Thank you for finding him. He was in need of you,” she whispered the last bit but had still cast a glance at Kordiavis as she did so, knowing he likely still heard her assuming he was paying any attention.
“Congratulations, Kordi!” Mylorah smiled at the new blue weyrling and crouched down beside him and took his hand in hers to give it a squeeze. She often still gave her friends hugs after they Impressed but she’d also been trying not to make people or dragons uncomfortable since Dyoricath so the hand-hug was all Kordiavis was getting for the time being. “I never doubted it, you know. No matter how much you complained about the Touchings and Hatchings, I knew you would have a mate in one of those eggs.” And that was the truth. She had no doubt that he would eventually do as he kept threatening and stop Standing but Mylorah believed even then a dragon would find him. He needed the companion whether he wanted to see that or not.
Letting go of his hand, she turned her attention to the dragon that had been oddly quiet so far. She wondered if perhaps he was an observer like Kordiavis or just polite and waiting to be acknowledged—very much not like Kordiavis. “Hello, I’m Mylorah, one of your mate’s friends. Thank you for finding him. He was in need of you,” she whispered the last bit but had still cast a glance at Kordiavis as she did so, knowing he likely still heard her assuming he was paying any attention.