05.Aug.12, 06:43 PM
Poor Jada. She was so worried about the implications of the flight! That was a good thing, though. It meant she cared, and it meant she would be aware in the future. "I've never heard of that happening," D'ren offered. "Some cut it close, but I can't imagine it actually overlapping."
He reached out and gave her a gentle but firm pat on the shoulder. "You and Krypth are both tough; you'll make it just fine."
As he returned to his meal, the other topic he'd expected came up: the candidates. Jada had been awfully determined to get her say in the matter. That was admirable and fine in and of itself, but she was young. Young queenriders made bad decisions, just like any other young person. D'ren was torn between wanting to trust her and wanting to put his foot down, but Jada had been understanding and receptive to compromise before.
It wouldn't kill anyone to talk about it. Besides, he had promised.
"Indeed," he said calmly. He finished the last of his meal and gently pushed the plate away. "So we should probably get to talking about it, right?" He smiled, reminding her that in spite of their differences in opinion, they were on the same side.
"Krypth's clutch is likely to be small," he said. "We'll have to see the actual clutch itself before we determine how many candidates stand, and I want a larger percentage to be male," he said. This, he would not waver on.
"...You made a good point about ages last time, though. I want to stagger female impressions, not end them. It would be a shame for the older candidates to miss out just because it wasn't their turn."
He finished his klah. He already knew what he wanted out of the arrangement, but Jada would get her chance to speak before he suggested it. "What do you have in mind?"
He reached out and gave her a gentle but firm pat on the shoulder. "You and Krypth are both tough; you'll make it just fine."
As he returned to his meal, the other topic he'd expected came up: the candidates. Jada had been awfully determined to get her say in the matter. That was admirable and fine in and of itself, but she was young. Young queenriders made bad decisions, just like any other young person. D'ren was torn between wanting to trust her and wanting to put his foot down, but Jada had been understanding and receptive to compromise before.
It wouldn't kill anyone to talk about it. Besides, he had promised.
"Indeed," he said calmly. He finished the last of his meal and gently pushed the plate away. "So we should probably get to talking about it, right?" He smiled, reminding her that in spite of their differences in opinion, they were on the same side.
"Krypth's clutch is likely to be small," he said. "We'll have to see the actual clutch itself before we determine how many candidates stand, and I want a larger percentage to be male," he said. This, he would not waver on.
"...You made a good point about ages last time, though. I want to stagger female impressions, not end them. It would be a shame for the older candidates to miss out just because it wasn't their turn."
He finished his klah. He already knew what he wanted out of the arrangement, but Jada would get her chance to speak before he suggested it. "What do you have in mind?"