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16.Oct.12, 07:59 PM
R'nya's usually unruffled features contorted into a mild frown, the bronzerider considering seriously that which Talian had just told him with a light pursing of the lips. Obviously, the greenrider had something going on as far as being drugged was concerned. Allergies were uncommon, and the young Master Healer hadn't given anything that would indicate an allergy; R'nya assumed the greenrider was simply one of those that responded extremely to being drugged. Not overly surprising, considering the man's flighty nature.
The Wingleader gave a thoughtful nod, his gaze far away as he considered what he had been offered. Perhaps he would need to speak to the greenrider himself. At any rate, he would need to speak to the wing to make sure everyone was aware of the restrictions placed upon the greenrider should he require first aid. He wouldn't have the young Master angry with him because one of his wingriders did something stupid.
"Very well. Thank you, Sir." R'nya's expression cleared and he looked back up at Talian, eyes bright and alive. The bronzerider saluted smartly, completely serious, before excusing himself. He knew enough to know that the young Master likely wouldn't realise he was waiting to be excused if he stood around waiting, so he took it upon himself.
The visit had been short, and to the point, but R'nya felt much more confident in his ability to keep his wingriders on par now, and while the conversation surrounding Greenrider B'jin was both confusing and somewhat worrisome, there was no need to get overly anxious about it. He'd likely need to speak to the greenrider eventually though, before alerting at least his Wingsecond.
Giving Talian a last nod of gratitude, R'nya slipped outside and shut the door lightly, striding down the hall with determination.
[sup]You can tag again with Tal, or lock it up. S'up to you dear <3[/sup]
The Wingleader gave a thoughtful nod, his gaze far away as he considered what he had been offered. Perhaps he would need to speak to the greenrider himself. At any rate, he would need to speak to the wing to make sure everyone was aware of the restrictions placed upon the greenrider should he require first aid. He wouldn't have the young Master angry with him because one of his wingriders did something stupid.
"Very well. Thank you, Sir." R'nya's expression cleared and he looked back up at Talian, eyes bright and alive. The bronzerider saluted smartly, completely serious, before excusing himself. He knew enough to know that the young Master likely wouldn't realise he was waiting to be excused if he stood around waiting, so he took it upon himself.
The visit had been short, and to the point, but R'nya felt much more confident in his ability to keep his wingriders on par now, and while the conversation surrounding Greenrider B'jin was both confusing and somewhat worrisome, there was no need to get overly anxious about it. He'd likely need to speak to the greenrider eventually though, before alerting at least his Wingsecond.
Giving Talian a last nod of gratitude, R'nya slipped outside and shut the door lightly, striding down the hall with determination.
[sup]You can tag again with Tal, or lock it up. S'up to you dear <3[/sup]
