21.Jul.13, 05:03 PM
Arddra suspected the dragonrider, bronzerider if she read the badge on his shoulder correctly, was offended by her movement away from him. A part of her didn't care if he was, none didn't seem to care how offended she was when she was kidnapped. Not completely true, there was one rider who had tried to be nice to her not long after her arrival and forced stay on the Candidate Isle. Then he made a pass at her and that just clinched it for her. The dragonriders just wanted her for their pleasure so she kept her distance.
Her distraction of being lost in her own thoughts had her miss a few things the dragonrider said to Quenym. It was the rider's deadpan tone that drew her attention and she frowned at him. Yes the boy was doing things wrong but as far as Arddra was concerned, there was no reason to spell it all out in such a flat, non supportive way.
Seeing how red the boy was getting now that he was told of his mistake, Arddra wasn't sure what he will end up doing. The rude dragonrider was already gathering up food and stuffing them into his pack. She started to relax, assuming Quenym will keep his temper in check but that wasn't the case.
When the dragonrider turned to say more, Arddra felt he was being mocking with his 'have a nice time cooking' and far too polite smile. It was not a surprise the young Candidate lost his temper and threw what he was working on at the rider.
Arddra smirked as she felt the dragonrider deserved it but before she could do or say anything else, Quenym suddenly turned to her and spoke, his voice quivering and filled with disbelieve.
"Flour is used to help thicken the gravy but that doesn't mean coconut milk can't be used to give a different flavor to the gravy. Don't mind that rider, he was being rude and inconsiderate, they are all like that."
Her distraction of being lost in her own thoughts had her miss a few things the dragonrider said to Quenym. It was the rider's deadpan tone that drew her attention and she frowned at him. Yes the boy was doing things wrong but as far as Arddra was concerned, there was no reason to spell it all out in such a flat, non supportive way.
Seeing how red the boy was getting now that he was told of his mistake, Arddra wasn't sure what he will end up doing. The rude dragonrider was already gathering up food and stuffing them into his pack. She started to relax, assuming Quenym will keep his temper in check but that wasn't the case.
When the dragonrider turned to say more, Arddra felt he was being mocking with his 'have a nice time cooking' and far too polite smile. It was not a surprise the young Candidate lost his temper and threw what he was working on at the rider.
Arddra smirked as she felt the dragonrider deserved it but before she could do or say anything else, Quenym suddenly turned to her and spoke, his voice quivering and filled with disbelieve.
"Flour is used to help thicken the gravy but that doesn't mean coconut milk can't be used to give a different flavor to the gravy. Don't mind that rider, he was being rude and inconsiderate, they are all like that."