26.Jul.22, 01:16 AM
Chironhes didn't point out how S'far didn't have to say anything at all. That if he wasn't proud, he didn't seem the kind of person to lie and say that he was. But sensing that arguing with his friend would be an exercise in futility, Chir let the subject drop and leaned his shoulder against him in a silent show of support.
When Siro described Fetch, Chir realized that perhaps he had seen someone who looked like that around the stables after all. And, yes, he knew that firelizard, too! Certainly better than he did the man. Chirp liked to play with him while Chir mucked out stalls.
When Sironar carried on about having others taste-test food for poisons, Chir frowned. Was that how things were going to be now? Siro made it all sound so normal and expected. Chironhes found it utterly exhausting! How did all in the Weyr not simply collapse from all of the stress and worry of wondering where the next attack would come from? It had certainly left him with restless nights and anxious days.
Looking at his friend, Chir recognized some of that wear there in Siro's face. Even if he mentioned going out after bathing to see if anyone was around, he suspected his roommate would prefer to stay in. Worried, he wrote out a question. Are you ok? Chir didn't know how to state that he knew something was off without putting his roommate's back up. He didn't want to be someone he had to defend himself against, and if it was too much, he would drop it and find other ways to support him. But worrying about those he cared about was as natural to Chir as breathing, so he found himself incapable of simply ignoring the obvious for now.
Want stay in? he added, not at all minding doing nothing more with his spare time than taking a nap or just hanging out in their room if it would help Siro recover from all that he'd gone through in Benden.
When Siro described Fetch, Chir realized that perhaps he had seen someone who looked like that around the stables after all. And, yes, he knew that firelizard, too! Certainly better than he did the man. Chirp liked to play with him while Chir mucked out stalls.
When Sironar carried on about having others taste-test food for poisons, Chir frowned. Was that how things were going to be now? Siro made it all sound so normal and expected. Chironhes found it utterly exhausting! How did all in the Weyr not simply collapse from all of the stress and worry of wondering where the next attack would come from? It had certainly left him with restless nights and anxious days.
Looking at his friend, Chir recognized some of that wear there in Siro's face. Even if he mentioned going out after bathing to see if anyone was around, he suspected his roommate would prefer to stay in. Worried, he wrote out a question. Are you ok? Chir didn't know how to state that he knew something was off without putting his roommate's back up. He didn't want to be someone he had to defend himself against, and if it was too much, he would drop it and find other ways to support him. But worrying about those he cared about was as natural to Chir as breathing, so he found himself incapable of simply ignoring the obvious for now.
Want stay in? he added, not at all minding doing nothing more with his spare time than taking a nap or just hanging out in their room if it would help Siro recover from all that he'd gone through in Benden.