03.Apr.12, 12:29 AM
Valerian had been expecting Jada to cry or toss question upon question at him when he mentioned seeing her family before he was taken. He most certainly had not been expecting gratitude and a kiss to his cheek. He wasn’t the blushing sort so he thankfully didn’t have to go through the indignity of cheeks burning bright red at the little peck on the cheek. But green eyes went wide at the action instead and he held that comical expression for several seconds before getting over the shock and turning back to the door. “I’m glad you’re safe,” he responded, for once not sure of what else was appropriate. Was that even appropriate? An hour ago he would have barely been able to recall Jada but now that he remembered her and did know what had happened to her, the words were said with sincerity and that had to make up for not knowing her name.
Regardless, it all evened out in his mind and that was what was important. If for some reason it didn’t to Jada, then they had the rest of their lives to balance out the score. As he walked by the young woman and out the door, Valerian realized that while he thought it before, he really was okay with that idea. Other than her pinching, she wasn’t irritating him yet which earned her more bonus points than she was probably aware of. So it was as they made their way through the building that Valerian tossed out an invitation he had previously thought he wouldn’t give out since his space was exactly that and he liked his privacy, “you can stay and tell me about the weyr some more once we get back. Unless you have to get back to hanging that cloth.”
Regardless, it all evened out in his mind and that was what was important. If for some reason it didn’t to Jada, then they had the rest of their lives to balance out the score. As he walked by the young woman and out the door, Valerian realized that while he thought it before, he really was okay with that idea. Other than her pinching, she wasn’t irritating him yet which earned her more bonus points than she was probably aware of. So it was as they made their way through the building that Valerian tossed out an invitation he had previously thought he wouldn’t give out since his space was exactly that and he liked his privacy, “you can stay and tell me about the weyr some more once we get back. Unless you have to get back to hanging that cloth.”