21.May.22, 09:57 AM
A’tay wasn’t stupid; he knew colourism was still very much a thing and that he also benefited from it. He didn’t like the attention being mated to a bronze dragon gave him and he sometimes wanted to help out more than a lot of people would allow because he was a bronzerider and shouldn’t be scrubbing laundry. But it did come with some perks, if he wasn’t so shy and afraid to throw his weight around a little. Maybe he could protect his friends with his rank one day. Keep jerks from picking on them if nothing else. M’quel didn’t deserve such comments just because of Zezeth or being a woman that dared to learn more than used to be acceptable. Maybe he could convince her to come back to Ista when her studying was done. They’d be in the same Weyr that was much smaller and Casa would also keep her under protection. But would M’quel want that? She was tough and would want to fight her own battles, at least for a while longer. Maybe one day he would say something if she still struggled.
He wrapped his arms around M’quel when she flopped against him after her retelling of the little boy’s recovery. That was good! Death was something they couldn’t avoid but there had been so much in the recent past and the death of children was always extra heartbreak. M’quel exclaiming she wanted kids had his eyes wide and his mind taking a sharp turn into wondering how serious things were with N’lis after all. Was she already pregnant? Oh. A’tay relaxed at the clarification and smiled, nodding in agreement. “One day. I’m still figuring out who I am and my goals. T’ryn took their surprise pregnancy in stride but he’s always known what he wants. I’m fine waiting a while yet.” He was young still and truly didn’t know what was expected of him as a bronzerider, especially with Thread coming. He also knew he and Zelana weren’t going to end up happily mated and with kids and he was fine with that. He enjoyed what they currently had and didn’t have a need to rush for anything more.
He wondered if his bringing up T’ryn would make M’quel fidget and talk about it but he also realised he didn’t really care. Since landing and seeing her, he’d had flashes of jealousy or disappointment that she hadn’t confided in her wild day with his brother but he really was fine with it. A’tay knew he’d always love M’quel but it wasn’t meant to be. They’d always be best friends though. He didn’t have any right to being upset over what she was doing and with whom. So he did what he was apparently getting good at, and changed the subject again to a couple of their friends that would be graduating from Benden in a couple of months and they definitely needed to be there to cheer for them. “Oh, and N’noa! I bet he would love to see you and Zezeth again.” He knew the green pair didn’t travel much due to Zezeth’s health and M’quel’s studies but A’tay was certain their personal Healer from weyrlinghood would be thrilled to see them healthy and doing well.
He wrapped his arms around M’quel when she flopped against him after her retelling of the little boy’s recovery. That was good! Death was something they couldn’t avoid but there had been so much in the recent past and the death of children was always extra heartbreak. M’quel exclaiming she wanted kids had his eyes wide and his mind taking a sharp turn into wondering how serious things were with N’lis after all. Was she already pregnant? Oh. A’tay relaxed at the clarification and smiled, nodding in agreement. “One day. I’m still figuring out who I am and my goals. T’ryn took their surprise pregnancy in stride but he’s always known what he wants. I’m fine waiting a while yet.” He was young still and truly didn’t know what was expected of him as a bronzerider, especially with Thread coming. He also knew he and Zelana weren’t going to end up happily mated and with kids and he was fine with that. He enjoyed what they currently had and didn’t have a need to rush for anything more.
He wondered if his bringing up T’ryn would make M’quel fidget and talk about it but he also realised he didn’t really care. Since landing and seeing her, he’d had flashes of jealousy or disappointment that she hadn’t confided in her wild day with his brother but he really was fine with it. A’tay knew he’d always love M’quel but it wasn’t meant to be. They’d always be best friends though. He didn’t have any right to being upset over what she was doing and with whom. So he did what he was apparently getting good at, and changed the subject again to a couple of their friends that would be graduating from Benden in a couple of months and they definitely needed to be there to cheer for them. “Oh, and N’noa! I bet he would love to see you and Zezeth again.” He knew the green pair didn’t travel much due to Zezeth’s health and M’quel’s studies but A’tay was certain their personal Healer from weyrlinghood would be thrilled to see them healthy and doing well.