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25.Oct.12, 02:14 PM
R’nd had been almost reluctant to leave B’jin’s side even when he agreed more wine was needed. They needed each other’s comfort right then and it was clear the contact was welcomed on both ends and viewed as some sort of life line. They were anchoring each other in the present, not letting the other sink too deeply into the past that could so easily haunt anyone within the boundaries of Katila and mess with their minds for hours or days on end. But go he still need, giving a light squeeze of hand before going on, a silent promise he would only be a minute. He needed the alcohol clouding his mind and while he was trying not to chug it back and get utterly plastered like he had before, R’nd still couldn’t tell himself when enough was enough just yet.
When the glasses were filled and he turned around to return to B’jin, a frown quickly overtook his features as the spot they were sitting at was now empty. Gray eyes quickly scanned the room, thinking perhaps B’jin went to see a friend or get something to eat – since neither of them had seemed too interested in food earlier – and finally spotted the greenrider heading for the exit with two bottles in hand. Larrikith’s gentle brush against his mind wasn’t as startling as it had been the first couple of times she had done it and it was well-timed now since the bluerider wasn’t sure if he was supposed to follow or intervene in any way. He nodded, knowing it was rather useless since Larrikith couldn’t see him but he was sure Ayyonth would pass along his intentions as the two glasses of wine were dropped off for a couple of riders he got along with before rushing after his hurting friend.
R’nd was worried about B’jin, enough so that his own pain from memories that wouldn’t fade was forgotten. He wanted to know more about what haunted the greenrider and wished he could help ease the pain but was still afraid to ask any direct questions that would spook the older man and leave him shutting down entirely. He had come too close to doing that several times already during their friendship and R’nd decided his quiet presence would be enough for now and B’jin would share when he wanted, if he wanted.
When he caught up to B’jin, R’nd whispered the man’s name solely to announce his presence before taking the bottles in one hand and sliding his available arm around B’jin’s waist as they continued to walk. “My place will be quieter,” that was actually debatable given some of his friends and while he had Benden, B’jin’s children were far more likely to come by and his lover would either be upset that he wasn’t in any shape to see them or try to see them regardless, masking his pain and feigning sobriety for them. Ayyonth and Larrikith would keep visitors away for them but it’d be easier to turn away his friends than B’jin’s family. He also knew where a few more bottles of alcohol were stashed away in his own hut and would share it if it felt necessary.
A kiss to B’jin’s temple was given, another silent promise that he was there for the greenrider before continuing to guide them away from the Dining Hall.
When the glasses were filled and he turned around to return to B’jin, a frown quickly overtook his features as the spot they were sitting at was now empty. Gray eyes quickly scanned the room, thinking perhaps B’jin went to see a friend or get something to eat – since neither of them had seemed too interested in food earlier – and finally spotted the greenrider heading for the exit with two bottles in hand. Larrikith’s gentle brush against his mind wasn’t as startling as it had been the first couple of times she had done it and it was well-timed now since the bluerider wasn’t sure if he was supposed to follow or intervene in any way. He nodded, knowing it was rather useless since Larrikith couldn’t see him but he was sure Ayyonth would pass along his intentions as the two glasses of wine were dropped off for a couple of riders he got along with before rushing after his hurting friend.
R’nd was worried about B’jin, enough so that his own pain from memories that wouldn’t fade was forgotten. He wanted to know more about what haunted the greenrider and wished he could help ease the pain but was still afraid to ask any direct questions that would spook the older man and leave him shutting down entirely. He had come too close to doing that several times already during their friendship and R’nd decided his quiet presence would be enough for now and B’jin would share when he wanted, if he wanted.
When he caught up to B’jin, R’nd whispered the man’s name solely to announce his presence before taking the bottles in one hand and sliding his available arm around B’jin’s waist as they continued to walk. “My place will be quieter,” that was actually debatable given some of his friends and while he had Benden, B’jin’s children were far more likely to come by and his lover would either be upset that he wasn’t in any shape to see them or try to see them regardless, masking his pain and feigning sobriety for them. Ayyonth and Larrikith would keep visitors away for them but it’d be easier to turn away his friends than B’jin’s family. He also knew where a few more bottles of alcohol were stashed away in his own hut and would share it if it felt necessary.
A kiss to B’jin’s temple was given, another silent promise that he was there for the greenrider before continuing to guide them away from the Dining Hall.
