08.Jan.18, 03:20 AM
V’ler eyed Mulrissa suspiciously as she held out the gift before she gave her explanation. It wasn’t his birthday or any other sort of special day and he started to wonder if she was looking to butter him up for some reason since it wasn’t like he just randomly received gifts on a daily basis—or at all really. When the reasoning for the gift came, V’ler wasn’t sure if he should continue to be suspicious or intrigued by her words. He received the occasional words of gratitude for recording Hatchings or if someone liked a song he wrote but, well, he just wasn’t used to praise since his days at the Harper Hall.
He straightened the way he was sitting as he reached out to take the present, eyeing the material it was wrapped in for a moment. After another moment’s hesitation it was opened and V’ler blinked owlishly at the journal he held. He wasn’t an expert on wher hide but what he held seemed to be rather nice and he ran his fingers over the cover before flipping through the blank pages. He was still being rather old fashioned with using loose leaf papers but that was more due to his need to rewrite everything a final time once he was satisfied. A nicely bound book such as this could be used for free-flowing thoughts and musical ideas or it could even make logging a Hatching easier by jotting down notes on pages that wouldn’t flap in the breeze quite as much. It was something to experiment with and possibly consider getting more of.
“Thank you,” he murmured as he still looked at the journal, thoughts whirling about in his head for how to use it. Veeth nudged him in the back of his mind that he should possibly do a bit better than that in showing his gratitude for such a thoughtful gift. “I’m glad something I enjoy doing is helpful and appreciated by some. I guarantee this will come in handy,” and with Veeth’s approval that he did well, V’ler gave a rare genuine smile that wasn’t tinted with smugness or amusement.
He straightened the way he was sitting as he reached out to take the present, eyeing the material it was wrapped in for a moment. After another moment’s hesitation it was opened and V’ler blinked owlishly at the journal he held. He wasn’t an expert on wher hide but what he held seemed to be rather nice and he ran his fingers over the cover before flipping through the blank pages. He was still being rather old fashioned with using loose leaf papers but that was more due to his need to rewrite everything a final time once he was satisfied. A nicely bound book such as this could be used for free-flowing thoughts and musical ideas or it could even make logging a Hatching easier by jotting down notes on pages that wouldn’t flap in the breeze quite as much. It was something to experiment with and possibly consider getting more of.
“Thank you,” he murmured as he still looked at the journal, thoughts whirling about in his head for how to use it. Veeth nudged him in the back of his mind that he should possibly do a bit better than that in showing his gratitude for such a thoughtful gift. “I’m glad something I enjoy doing is helpful and appreciated by some. I guarantee this will come in handy,” and with Veeth’s approval that he did well, V’ler gave a rare genuine smile that wasn’t tinted with smugness or amusement.