10.May.13, 09:55 AM
R’nya stood up quietly, watching as Rhaedalyn inched towards the door with her tiny smile. He had seen the glistening tears hiding behind her long lashes, however, and the bronzerider was quite aware of how close the girl had come to falling apart. He was pleased, and very proud, of her for managing to compose herself, but he was also far from fooled. “Of course they can stay.” R’nya spoke softly, a bemused expression brightening tired eyes as he shook his head at Rhaedalyn asking such a silly request.
Walking lightly around the table, the bronzerider followed Rhaedalyn when she took the initiative and made her way to the door, reaching out lightly to touch her elbow before she could turn the handle, blue eyes frowning when she turned to face him. “Please relax, Rhaedalyn.” R’nya stressed, refusing to quit echoing the same words until the girl did so. There was no need to be uptight around him! He was her friend, and she’d have to do a lot worse to piss him off enough to take that away from her. “You are always welcome.” Intense blue eyes studied her face, before nodding slightly and turning his gaze away, fingers leaving her elbow to open the door, unwilling to give the girl any cause to get the wrong idea.
“Let me know when it hatches,” he added lowly, almost managing a smile as his expression brightened and his gaze shifted to the little egg snug in the sandy jar. He lifted his eyes to meet her own, and tipped his head slightly in a nod. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Xyreith is in need of a bath, if you and the other young ladies are interested.”Great. Sarcasm dripped from the dragon’s voice, but the sudden swirl of pleased colours in his eyes displayed his delight in an extended bath, accompanied most likely by a dedicated oiling. The girls were annoying as fuck, but they were careful to cater to his silent demands!
Walking lightly around the table, the bronzerider followed Rhaedalyn when she took the initiative and made her way to the door, reaching out lightly to touch her elbow before she could turn the handle, blue eyes frowning when she turned to face him. “Please relax, Rhaedalyn.” R’nya stressed, refusing to quit echoing the same words until the girl did so. There was no need to be uptight around him! He was her friend, and she’d have to do a lot worse to piss him off enough to take that away from her. “You are always welcome.” Intense blue eyes studied her face, before nodding slightly and turning his gaze away, fingers leaving her elbow to open the door, unwilling to give the girl any cause to get the wrong idea.
“Let me know when it hatches,” he added lowly, almost managing a smile as his expression brightened and his gaze shifted to the little egg snug in the sandy jar. He lifted his eyes to meet her own, and tipped his head slightly in a nod. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Xyreith is in need of a bath, if you and the other young ladies are interested.”