15.Jul.22, 05:53 AM
A'tay shook his head as Cazan encouraged him to speak with S'far or do some sort of bartering with the man. "I already owe him for giving me a spare weyr to stay in, I couldn't ask for more, not even scraps of wood." There had been a moment where he considered asking T'ryn if he could just sleep on his couch with a promise he would be up with the sun and out of the way. But then he learned about Yfris staying, which was already a bit of a deterrent, but to learn it was because they were trying to have a baby made it clear what the nightly activities would involve. Not to mention what his brother had seemed to become when it came to sex and A'tay had decided he didn't need to hang out there and gratefully accepted S'far's offer.
He frowned when Cazan noted something interesting and was referencing back through her notes. Was he some kind of oddly shaped freak? Nope, just similar to one of his brothers again. "I grew my hair out because we look so much alike," A'tay confessed and resisted the urge to pull at a strand--mostly because he had it pulled back in a sloppy bun to help keep cool while keeping the dragons company. "My first kiss was technically stolen at a party by a drunk girl who thought I was R'nd but normally I was confused with T'ryn and sometimes Zoremet but not Orgailian." That kiss had been so long ago now that A'tay found he could kind of laugh about it but it had been upsetting at the time. And then he Impressed a bronze and it made it harder to find his own identity. He was still working on that but at least he was more comfortable with who he currently was.
"Anyway, the tool roll and satchel would be nice," not that either of those needed his measurements and now that she had those, A'tay knew insisting he didn't need the jacket or anything would be a lost cause. So he went with the only plea that he hoped she would listen to, "just nothing tight like T'ryn's red pants, please."
He frowned when Cazan noted something interesting and was referencing back through her notes. Was he some kind of oddly shaped freak? Nope, just similar to one of his brothers again. "I grew my hair out because we look so much alike," A'tay confessed and resisted the urge to pull at a strand--mostly because he had it pulled back in a sloppy bun to help keep cool while keeping the dragons company. "My first kiss was technically stolen at a party by a drunk girl who thought I was R'nd but normally I was confused with T'ryn and sometimes Zoremet but not Orgailian." That kiss had been so long ago now that A'tay found he could kind of laugh about it but it had been upsetting at the time. And then he Impressed a bronze and it made it harder to find his own identity. He was still working on that but at least he was more comfortable with who he currently was.
"Anyway, the tool roll and satchel would be nice," not that either of those needed his measurements and now that she had those, A'tay knew insisting he didn't need the jacket or anything would be a lost cause. So he went with the only plea that he hoped she would listen to, "just nothing tight like T'ryn's red pants, please."