12.Sep.22, 02:31 AM
"A good answer so far," Ojassa said in amusement, unable to help the smile as the blind man called her beautiful. Sure he had seen her before he lost his sight, but it was still fun to think that she could be beautiful enough even a blind man could tell. Though he had definitely touched her enough to get an idea of her shape and features she supposed.
She waved away at the comment about his dragon being of good stock and not the man. "I'm sure Ghaeth wouldn't have chosen you if you were a poor specimen. Something about you appealed to him enough and right now Quayleth seems to find that an absolutely glowing review of your credentials. That and the fact that you've been filled with enough concerns and doubt to keep waffling on the matter is actually comforting. It shows you care enough to worry about the things that could go wrong. And that you know that things can sometimes not go according to plan with children. It's daunting. Tassy is getting older, looking forward to when he'll be able to Stand for clutches, and starting to get to the age where he's wanting to ask a man questions instead of me. I'm sure Jas isn't far behind... and I find myself having my own doubts about how well I've done so far for them."
Ojassa wasn't sure if K'tir would even be willing to talk to adolescent boys and answer their questions at all, though she also didn't know if the boys would want to talk to him in the first place. Tassadrin had thought it was impressive that K'tir's brown had caught Quayleth, and while Jasandian thought it was interesting that he was blind, his favorite color was blue and for some reason that meant riders of other colors weren't particularly exciting. Ah to be nine and have such confidence in one's whims.
She chuckled softly at the thought and reached up to gently tap a finger on K'tir's chin. "At least you're handsome. I may still take you to bed anyway even if decline. You'll just have to remember to take me on a ride between afterwards. I'm sure Ghaeth can convince Quayleth to allow it."
She waved away at the comment about his dragon being of good stock and not the man. "I'm sure Ghaeth wouldn't have chosen you if you were a poor specimen. Something about you appealed to him enough and right now Quayleth seems to find that an absolutely glowing review of your credentials. That and the fact that you've been filled with enough concerns and doubt to keep waffling on the matter is actually comforting. It shows you care enough to worry about the things that could go wrong. And that you know that things can sometimes not go according to plan with children. It's daunting. Tassy is getting older, looking forward to when he'll be able to Stand for clutches, and starting to get to the age where he's wanting to ask a man questions instead of me. I'm sure Jas isn't far behind... and I find myself having my own doubts about how well I've done so far for them."
Ojassa wasn't sure if K'tir would even be willing to talk to adolescent boys and answer their questions at all, though she also didn't know if the boys would want to talk to him in the first place. Tassadrin had thought it was impressive that K'tir's brown had caught Quayleth, and while Jasandian thought it was interesting that he was blind, his favorite color was blue and for some reason that meant riders of other colors weren't particularly exciting. Ah to be nine and have such confidence in one's whims.
She chuckled softly at the thought and reached up to gently tap a finger on K'tir's chin. "At least you're handsome. I may still take you to bed anyway even if decline. You'll just have to remember to take me on a ride between afterwards. I'm sure Ghaeth can convince Quayleth to allow it."