02.Apr.12, 11:22 PM
Valerian sent B’jin a look like he was insane, which, to be fair, wasn’t really a new look since that was a thought that crossed his mind frequently. Even with Larrikith’s threat hanging over his head to not start without her, which he had obeyed, that could easily be turned into punishment for getting too snarky or difficult, Valerian still didn’t censor himself as he started to close himself off again. “Why would I do that? I barely wanted to tell you and as annoying as your grin is, I actually like you a lot more than nearly every single person I’m forced to call a classmate.”
Really, how could B’jin expect him to ask the other Candidates about their experiences? He would be pressed to share his, which he wouldn’t unless it was the small handful of people he called friends. Worse, there was the chance that others had had the same experience he did with that little egg that wanted someone to trust. It was a rather new experience to have someone deem him worthy and make him feel so accepted for who he was, even if the little egg could see beyond all of his walls and look inside to his well-guarded secrets and desires. That Touching had invoked something in him and Valerian still wasn’t sure exactly what it was but he knew he’d be disappointed if others were given the same response. He’d also be disappointed if he wasn’t chosen as its lifemate. Then again, he still wasn’t sure he wanted to give up the life he was re-carving for himself to start over yet again with a dragon attached to his mind.
Everything was far too complicated since the egg Touching.
So he turned to easier topics; picking on Larrikith and B’jin. “I bet she was. She’s still pretty obnoxious now so it makes sense.” He gave a devious little smirk to the dragon, content in the belief she’d know he was teasing and that he adored her because of her saucy attitude. There was one thing he really wanted to know though Larrikith wouldn’t remember and it was unlikely that B’jin would have ever asked soon after a Hatching. But would that little egg remember him after hatching? Regardless of if they Impressed, would the dragonet remember that moment?
Again, everything was being far too complicated. Valerian suddenly hoped Larrikith did try to roll over and squish him or something equally as playfully mean to kick them back into bickering and not analysing him.
Really, how could B’jin expect him to ask the other Candidates about their experiences? He would be pressed to share his, which he wouldn’t unless it was the small handful of people he called friends. Worse, there was the chance that others had had the same experience he did with that little egg that wanted someone to trust. It was a rather new experience to have someone deem him worthy and make him feel so accepted for who he was, even if the little egg could see beyond all of his walls and look inside to his well-guarded secrets and desires. That Touching had invoked something in him and Valerian still wasn’t sure exactly what it was but he knew he’d be disappointed if others were given the same response. He’d also be disappointed if he wasn’t chosen as its lifemate. Then again, he still wasn’t sure he wanted to give up the life he was re-carving for himself to start over yet again with a dragon attached to his mind.
Everything was far too complicated since the egg Touching.
So he turned to easier topics; picking on Larrikith and B’jin. “I bet she was. She’s still pretty obnoxious now so it makes sense.” He gave a devious little smirk to the dragon, content in the belief she’d know he was teasing and that he adored her because of her saucy attitude. There was one thing he really wanted to know though Larrikith wouldn’t remember and it was unlikely that B’jin would have ever asked soon after a Hatching. But would that little egg remember him after hatching? Regardless of if they Impressed, would the dragonet remember that moment?
Again, everything was being far too complicated. Valerian suddenly hoped Larrikith did try to roll over and squish him or something equally as playfully mean to kick them back into bickering and not analysing him.