06.Sep.13, 11:49 PM
Aeldan allowed herself a small smile at Z'jan's quick comeback, ducking her head for a moment until she could school her expression into one of vague amusement, rather than the flustered, borderline overwhelmed one that she was currently wearing. She wasn't sure what had possessed her to offer for the greenrider to join her for his meal, but oddly, she was okay with that. He, frankly, made enough of a fool of himself to put Aeldan at an odd sense of ease. He was easygoing, and didn't have much of a sense of superiority about him that a lot of riders tended to carry, whether it was intentional or not.
"If you insist," she replied, eyes still resolutely trained on her tray, thumbs tracing back and forth along the edges. His compliment towards her name was met with an absent nod, her mind taking a moment to catch up with the intent behind his rambling, and a flush colored her cheeks again. "Oh--thank you. Well...I mean, I guess--I should be thanking my parents, in this case."
She stood by while Z'jan finished filling his tray, watching with slight bemusement as he piled one thing on top of another. "I think those would be wonderful names for a little girl." She followed slightly behind the greenrider, letting him pick the table and setting her tray on it before settling herself onto the bench. She looked down at her food for a moment before her eyes flicked back up to Z'jan. She smiled again at his little slip, head tilting to one side slightly as she plucked a bubbly pie from her tray and blew on it gently. "Oh, yes, of course. How heavy could you possibly be, anyway?" She said, a teasing lilt to her voice as she eyes his generously filled tray.
"It's definitely a lot less interesting than yours," she said, taking a delicate bite of the bubbly pie before continuing. "Aside from my father's old blue, I've never really been around the dragons, so exciting things tend to miss me." Whether that was a good thing or not was up to the individual, but Aeldan didn't really mind it at all. As far as the dragons were concerned, they tended to come off as a bit intimidating. She didn't actively avoid them, but she most certainly didn't go around looking for a conversation with one, either. Z'jan's current bubbly pie predicament prompted her to cover her smile with a hand, if only for the sake of her full mouth (or that's what she told herself).
"If you insist," she replied, eyes still resolutely trained on her tray, thumbs tracing back and forth along the edges. His compliment towards her name was met with an absent nod, her mind taking a moment to catch up with the intent behind his rambling, and a flush colored her cheeks again. "Oh--thank you. Well...I mean, I guess--I should be thanking my parents, in this case."
She stood by while Z'jan finished filling his tray, watching with slight bemusement as he piled one thing on top of another. "I think those would be wonderful names for a little girl." She followed slightly behind the greenrider, letting him pick the table and setting her tray on it before settling herself onto the bench. She looked down at her food for a moment before her eyes flicked back up to Z'jan. She smiled again at his little slip, head tilting to one side slightly as she plucked a bubbly pie from her tray and blew on it gently. "Oh, yes, of course. How heavy could you possibly be, anyway?" She said, a teasing lilt to her voice as she eyes his generously filled tray.
"It's definitely a lot less interesting than yours," she said, taking a delicate bite of the bubbly pie before continuing. "Aside from my father's old blue, I've never really been around the dragons, so exciting things tend to miss me." Whether that was a good thing or not was up to the individual, but Aeldan didn't really mind it at all. As far as the dragons were concerned, they tended to come off as a bit intimidating. She didn't actively avoid them, but she most certainly didn't go around looking for a conversation with one, either. Z'jan's current bubbly pie predicament prompted her to cover her smile with a hand, if only for the sake of her full mouth (or that's what she told herself).