18.Oct.13, 07:24 PM
S'cer slowed down his breakneck pace, taking a bite of a meat roll every now and again and chewing thoughtfully. Apparently he was now supposed to be more sociable now that he was a dragonrider-in-training; he had never been particularly friendly as a Crafter, so he wasn't exactly expecting the conversation to be anything but stilted. "I don't think she'll be very large; she's sick quite often and generally fragile."
He lapsed back into comfortable silence, letting Arddra do the talking, as he steadily worked his way through his meat roll. Old habits died hard, and he couldn't hide the surprised look he shot her midway through her spiel. Talk about over-sharing! It was no secret that he had--was still--vehemently anti-Tsuen and her policies, but if there was one thing S'cer had learned since being at Katila, it was that sometimes it was better to keep your mouth shut.
"I never wanted to Impress, but I didn't have a choice. Quelseth needed me." S'cer was probably the most unwilling dragonrider to ever grace Katila--well, no, that was T'lian--but he couldn't have escaped Impression even if he had wanted to. It did not occur to him that perhaps he had needed Quelseth at that moment as much as she had needed him; a certain degree of selective memory and pride prevented him from realizing that.
"But being a dragonrider isn't all romantic 'my dragon and I' bonding; goldriders especially aren't all they're cracked up to be." Women were often more romantic, so it would make sense that Arddra would have eventually have become more accepting of dragonriders, but that didn't mean S'cer had to endorse her view at all.
He lapsed back into comfortable silence, letting Arddra do the talking, as he steadily worked his way through his meat roll. Old habits died hard, and he couldn't hide the surprised look he shot her midway through her spiel. Talk about over-sharing! It was no secret that he had--was still--vehemently anti-Tsuen and her policies, but if there was one thing S'cer had learned since being at Katila, it was that sometimes it was better to keep your mouth shut.
"I never wanted to Impress, but I didn't have a choice. Quelseth needed me." S'cer was probably the most unwilling dragonrider to ever grace Katila--well, no, that was T'lian--but he couldn't have escaped Impression even if he had wanted to. It did not occur to him that perhaps he had needed Quelseth at that moment as much as she had needed him; a certain degree of selective memory and pride prevented him from realizing that.
"But being a dragonrider isn't all romantic 'my dragon and I' bonding; goldriders especially aren't all they're cracked up to be." Women were often more romantic, so it would make sense that Arddra would have eventually have become more accepting of dragonriders, but that didn't mean S'cer had to endorse her view at all.