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22.Apr.21, 11:53 AM
N’lis glanced away again when he saw M’quel stand and he quickly turned to the side to ensure he didn’t steal a peek. He knew she wouldn’t mind and there was a chance he was insulting his friend by his behaviour. Weyrbrats, from what he had heard and seen, didn’t seem to mind prancing around naked or near enough. He’d been in the Weyr long enough that general nudity didn’t bother him much anymore but this was different and he hated himself for treating it as such since he’d clearly offended or upset M’quel.
When he heard M’quel get out of the water and seem to settle down on the ground, N’lis risked a glance over his shoulder. The wet clothing was back on and helping his situation a bit so he turned back around. He still felt terrible for upsetting his friend but that didn’t have him rising up out of the water. He continued to stay as low as he could while again trying to find the right words. Dalsuth shifted and rested his head on M’quel’s lap, deciding he could get some more affection out of all the sitting around they were forced to do. N’lis gave a small smile at his dragon and wished he was that confident.
Maybe he could be. Maybe he could tell her that he worried she would find the scars ugly and find him ugly and that’s why he hid them from her. Maybe he’d just stand up and march over there and hug her like she wanted and not worry about his nakedness and state of arousal. Maybe he’d even kiss her because he was super confident and not afraid of making his baby dragon panic over being replaced.
Yeah… no… he wasn’t going to do any of that.
Dalsuth gave a soft whine and N’lis tensed, afraid that his thoughts had finally triggered something in his little blue ball of energy.N’lis likes you, Dalsuth said instead, causing N’lis to give his own pitiful whine and try to sink further into the water. I don’t know why it’s a big deal though. I like a lot of people and dragons! I like you, too. Oh boy. Maybe this was why intimacy was actually forbidden for a few months. N’lis was not at all prepared to have the talk with his dragon and suspected Dalsuth wouldn’t fully comprehend it anyway.
He was at risk of drowning himself or at the very least turning himself into a prune since he couldn’t stay in the water forever. Not to mention the fact that an assistant would come for him soon since they only had so much time in the morning before breakfast and the official start to their days that were beginning to have a proper routine. Hoping Dalsuth’s words would keep M’quel distracted, N’lis moved as quietly as he could to leave the water and grab his towel so he could wrap it around his waist. Hooray for still being rather slender, he supposed. The towel just made it around with enough to tuck in and it was wide enough to at least cover his groin but all of his scars on legs, arms, and torso were still on display.
But now that he was out of the water, N’lis didn’t know what to do and still didn’t know what to say. So he went with an apology of his own. “I’m sorry I made you uncomfortable and feel bad, Madiquel. I’m not used to sharing a bath with—uh, like that.” He fiddled with the towel, unsure of what to do with his hands and finally lightly crossed them at his chest while still wishing he was that cool and confident man.
When he heard M’quel get out of the water and seem to settle down on the ground, N’lis risked a glance over his shoulder. The wet clothing was back on and helping his situation a bit so he turned back around. He still felt terrible for upsetting his friend but that didn’t have him rising up out of the water. He continued to stay as low as he could while again trying to find the right words. Dalsuth shifted and rested his head on M’quel’s lap, deciding he could get some more affection out of all the sitting around they were forced to do. N’lis gave a small smile at his dragon and wished he was that confident.
Maybe he could be. Maybe he could tell her that he worried she would find the scars ugly and find him ugly and that’s why he hid them from her. Maybe he’d just stand up and march over there and hug her like she wanted and not worry about his nakedness and state of arousal. Maybe he’d even kiss her because he was super confident and not afraid of making his baby dragon panic over being replaced.
Yeah… no… he wasn’t going to do any of that.
Dalsuth gave a soft whine and N’lis tensed, afraid that his thoughts had finally triggered something in his little blue ball of energy.
He was at risk of drowning himself or at the very least turning himself into a prune since he couldn’t stay in the water forever. Not to mention the fact that an assistant would come for him soon since they only had so much time in the morning before breakfast and the official start to their days that were beginning to have a proper routine. Hoping Dalsuth’s words would keep M’quel distracted, N’lis moved as quietly as he could to leave the water and grab his towel so he could wrap it around his waist. Hooray for still being rather slender, he supposed. The towel just made it around with enough to tuck in and it was wide enough to at least cover his groin but all of his scars on legs, arms, and torso were still on display.
But now that he was out of the water, N’lis didn’t know what to do and still didn’t know what to say. So he went with an apology of his own. “I’m sorry I made you uncomfortable and feel bad, Madiquel. I’m not used to sharing a bath with—uh, like that.” He fiddled with the towel, unsure of what to do with his hands and finally lightly crossed them at his chest while still wishing he was that cool and confident man.
