24.Aug.12, 12:39 AM
V'zire couldn't think of a reason why S'kef would come back so soon. The man had gotten what he wanted, and unsurprisingly had went on with whatever tormented business he had in store for the rest of the Weyr's population. The brownrider was sick, and V'zire wondered how a dragon found him fit enough to Impress. He pitied the poor beast, because V'zire couldn't imagine anyone wanting to willingly be bound to that man. V'zire would consider himself fortunate if that was the most he had to deal with from S'kef. But... he wasn't sure, and that thought scared him.
There really was no reason for him to make A'liran stay and watch over him. It was a mildly greedy thought, and yet at the same time the thought of having anyone close to him for an extended period of time made him sick. "I-I don't need to take up more of your time, A'liran," V'zire answered with a hollow smile. The offer was certainly kind, but V'zire had no idea what he was going to be like when he got to the sanctuary of his own hut. He felt like breaking down again and crying where no one could see him. Even then he was scared to release his emotions. He had Niskziath's well being to think of.
Maybe it'd be a good idea to have A'liran stay, so he could keep himself composed. But that thought had come too late, as he'd already politely declined the offer. "I don't think he'll come around again so soon. He got what he wanted, after all." V'zire reasoned with A'liran. It really would be selfish of him to have A'liran fuss over him more, and V'zire was in general far from being a selfish individual.
He walked alongside A'liran, carefully staying close to the other greenrider, as if he'd use him as a shield if any more trouble did happen to come their way. V'zire was sure he couldn't take much more than what he had already been made to suffer through.
There really was no reason for him to make A'liran stay and watch over him. It was a mildly greedy thought, and yet at the same time the thought of having anyone close to him for an extended period of time made him sick. "I-I don't need to take up more of your time, A'liran," V'zire answered with a hollow smile. The offer was certainly kind, but V'zire had no idea what he was going to be like when he got to the sanctuary of his own hut. He felt like breaking down again and crying where no one could see him. Even then he was scared to release his emotions. He had Niskziath's well being to think of.
Maybe it'd be a good idea to have A'liran stay, so he could keep himself composed. But that thought had come too late, as he'd already politely declined the offer. "I don't think he'll come around again so soon. He got what he wanted, after all." V'zire reasoned with A'liran. It really would be selfish of him to have A'liran fuss over him more, and V'zire was in general far from being a selfish individual.
He walked alongside A'liran, carefully staying close to the other greenrider, as if he'd use him as a shield if any more trouble did happen to come their way. V'zire was sure he couldn't take much more than what he had already been made to suffer through.
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