18.Sep.22, 09:35 PM
Maybe another could simply continue on when they saw someone sprawled out on the ground looking in need of assistance, but Ch'es sadly could not. Apparently, his need to help others was going to get him the socialization he so wanted to avoid after all. The freckled boy slowed his pace as he came upon the prone L'ri until he was running in place. He worked himself down in stages, slowing his run bit by bit until he was standing still instead of going straight from fast to nothing at all.
The boy shook his head, both in answer to L'ri and in exasperation. Running wasn't that bad. Though he was smaller, Ch'es didn't hesitate to reach a hand down to help the older man to his feet. Planting his weight, Ch'es leaned back as he pulled until his classmate was up again.
Do you need water? the mute wondered, automatically looking around to see if he could spot Pard's brother to help translate. Stupid question, he realized. Ch'es held out his hand, palm facing L'ri, in the universally recognized 'wait' or 'stop' gesture. Not giving the man time to protest, Ch'es took off again and returned with a waterskin fetched from an attendant.
The boy held it out and swiped his hand across his sweat-soaked forehead once it was free. Though he could certainly run quite a few more laps, the heat was already promising to worsen as the sun rose higher in the sky. A swim would be a welcome trip instead, but Pardrith would be upset with him going without him. It was the dark bronze's favorite activity for sure.
You don't have to go without me! his bonded piped up, his voice loud enough to echo across the bowl. Ch'es looked up to spot his dragon galloping their way with his head held high.
Did your lesson go well? Ch'es asked, already knowing it must have based on the way Pardrith's excitement practically thrummed through him.
Of course! And you are even socializing. We are both doing well.
Ch'es didn't correct the young dragon at all.
Oncaeth, let's go swimming! Drag your limp rag of a rider along before he collapses.
Pard... Ch'es began in warning.
Oh, I'm just teasing, the hatchling grumbled. Eager to get going, the young bronze nudged his boy towards the lake before sliding his gaze over to L'ri. You're coming, aren't you?
The boy shook his head, both in answer to L'ri and in exasperation. Running wasn't that bad. Though he was smaller, Ch'es didn't hesitate to reach a hand down to help the older man to his feet. Planting his weight, Ch'es leaned back as he pulled until his classmate was up again.
Do you need water? the mute wondered, automatically looking around to see if he could spot Pard's brother to help translate. Stupid question, he realized. Ch'es held out his hand, palm facing L'ri, in the universally recognized 'wait' or 'stop' gesture. Not giving the man time to protest, Ch'es took off again and returned with a waterskin fetched from an attendant.
The boy held it out and swiped his hand across his sweat-soaked forehead once it was free. Though he could certainly run quite a few more laps, the heat was already promising to worsen as the sun rose higher in the sky. A swim would be a welcome trip instead, but Pardrith would be upset with him going without him. It was the dark bronze's favorite activity for sure.
Did your lesson go well? Ch'es asked, already knowing it must have based on the way Pardrith's excitement practically thrummed through him.
Ch'es didn't correct the young dragon at all.
Pard... Ch'es began in warning.