29.Mar.13, 09:48 AM
Kahleena took a deep breath, the sound uneven, before sighing it out softly. She was trying to relax, to get herself back under control. Okalinath’s gentle voice was whispering in her ear, and Rhaedalyn’s hand was warm and reassuring on her thigh. Kahleena turned anxious eyes fully on Oahvakeen, only to draw in on herself when she realised he was staring at her. She wasn’t sure which part of her he was staring at until he spoke, but the result was a hotly flushed young woman who was looking anywhere but at the young man eyeing her off.
“W-what?” Kahleena stuttered slightly, eyebrows drawing together above confused brown eyes as she glanced, unsure and confused, at Rhaedalyn before focusing back on Oahvakeen and blinking. The man was changing the subject, so Kahleena let the statement go without any further response. She was not even sure how to begin fixing that; it was not her place to make corrections to a man! Despite knowing that – and she did, she knew it wasn’t her place – Kahleena couldn’t stop the soft gasp as Oahvakeen asked to be shown how things were done, because he didn’t understand them.
“But you’re a man!” she exclaimed again, her voice a hushed whisper. Whether she was shocked by an admittance to not knowing everything (for clearly he should, since he was a man and they were by far the cleverer sex and how could he not know everything?!) or by his demand to learn such a womanly task as to how to cook, even Kahleena wasn’t sure. Okalinath watched the exchange with confusion herself, the dragon seeking to understand the events that were unfolding as surely as the three humans were.
Perhaps he seeks to spoil his mate? the dragon asked, bemused, and speaking to both girls. Kahleena, naturally quite shocked by such an idea, glanced unconsciously with scepticism towards where her dragon was located outside the building; men were not meant to cook dinner! That was the job of the woman! What kind of mate did this man have, that he wanted to cook her dinner?! Why was Okalinath coming up with such ridiculous notions?!
Kahleena’s confused gaze shifted from staring vaguely at the far wall, to glance between Oahvakeen and Rhaedalyn, waiting for the other girl to throw away Okalinath’s strange suggestion, and blinked at the man’s lemon-sucking expression, eyes widening as she tried to figure out what was going on. Her hands began to wring once more, her confusion picking up again.
“W-what?” Kahleena stuttered slightly, eyebrows drawing together above confused brown eyes as she glanced, unsure and confused, at Rhaedalyn before focusing back on Oahvakeen and blinking. The man was changing the subject, so Kahleena let the statement go without any further response. She was not even sure how to begin fixing that; it was not her place to make corrections to a man! Despite knowing that – and she did, she knew it wasn’t her place – Kahleena couldn’t stop the soft gasp as Oahvakeen asked to be shown how things were done, because he didn’t understand them.
“But you’re a man!” she exclaimed again, her voice a hushed whisper. Whether she was shocked by an admittance to not knowing everything (for clearly he should, since he was a man and they were by far the cleverer sex and how could he not know everything?!) or by his demand to learn such a womanly task as to how to cook, even Kahleena wasn’t sure. Okalinath watched the exchange with confusion herself, the dragon seeking to understand the events that were unfolding as surely as the three humans were.
Perhaps he seeks to spoil his mate? the dragon asked, bemused, and speaking to both girls. Kahleena, naturally quite shocked by such an idea, glanced unconsciously with scepticism towards where her dragon was located outside the building; men were not meant to cook dinner! That was the job of the woman! What kind of mate did this man have, that he wanted to cook her dinner?! Why was Okalinath coming up with such ridiculous notions?!
Kahleena’s confused gaze shifted from staring vaguely at the far wall, to glance between Oahvakeen and Rhaedalyn, waiting for the other girl to throw away Okalinath’s strange suggestion, and blinked at the man’s lemon-sucking expression, eyes widening as she tried to figure out what was going on. Her hands began to wring once more, her confusion picking up again.