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09.May.12, 11:22 PM
He was relieved when she chose to lean into him rather than yell. If she had decided to yell, I'shan wasn't sure if he could deal with it. The playful bluerider was all claws some days, but over a delicate personal issue like this where someone he liked was actually angry with him, he likely to overreact, or perhaps just cry. He grimaced at the thought and wrapped her in a gentle big-brotherly hug.
"Rumors, huh? Yeah, I guess everyone knows about them. Their names are Ishadhe and Ishana," he said. His tone warmed up just a hair as he spoke about them. Not that he knew the first thing about either; he'd only seem them a couple times, mostly just when he ran in to the mothers or had to make emergency visits. The older one didn't even know I'shan was his father, just a 'friend' of the mother.
He'd never thought about it the way Jazira had put it, though. Playful? Fun loving? Heh...
He listened to her story and frowned. "That's awful," he said, his tone sinking low and falling into a whisper. He'd heard of relationships like that, but he'd been sheltered from them for most of his life. He sighed a little bit and rubbed her back with one hand. In spite of his clash with N'gelt over dancing with another man, he still found it hard to break his habit of being touchy with friends.
A child needed a father? That was a new one, though by looking at Jazira, he could sure tell that she'd missed out. He frowned again, once more feeling a stab of guilt.
"...I didn't have a father at all," he confessed, his tone still hollow and solemn. "My mother was a traveling harper and well, she didn't let anything hold her back. She knew who he was, but always refused to tell me," he elaborated. "She did tell me that he was a dragonrider, though. When I was searched, I remember her saying..." His throat caught for a moment as he thought of her. "'Look at that; a dragonrider brought you to me, and now a dragonrider is taking you away'." He delicately replicated the warm smile she'd given him on that day.
"Rumors, huh? Yeah, I guess everyone knows about them. Their names are Ishadhe and Ishana," he said. His tone warmed up just a hair as he spoke about them. Not that he knew the first thing about either; he'd only seem them a couple times, mostly just when he ran in to the mothers or had to make emergency visits. The older one didn't even know I'shan was his father, just a 'friend' of the mother.
He'd never thought about it the way Jazira had put it, though. Playful? Fun loving? Heh...
He listened to her story and frowned. "That's awful," he said, his tone sinking low and falling into a whisper. He'd heard of relationships like that, but he'd been sheltered from them for most of his life. He sighed a little bit and rubbed her back with one hand. In spite of his clash with N'gelt over dancing with another man, he still found it hard to break his habit of being touchy with friends.
A child needed a father? That was a new one, though by looking at Jazira, he could sure tell that she'd missed out. He frowned again, once more feeling a stab of guilt.
"...I didn't have a father at all," he confessed, his tone still hollow and solemn. "My mother was a traveling harper and well, she didn't let anything hold her back. She knew who he was, but always refused to tell me," he elaborated. "She did tell me that he was a dragonrider, though. When I was searched, I remember her saying..." His throat caught for a moment as he thought of her. "'Look at that; a dragonrider brought you to me, and now a dragonrider is taking you away'." He delicately replicated the warm smile she'd given him on that day.
