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16.Dec.18, 11:41 AM
Z’rin laughed when he got a lap full of Indivara and laughed again when she teased her mate about who loved her. He watched the brief but playful banter and found he viewed it in a whole new way. Once, he used to long to have such an exchange with someone. He’d watch with envy all while wondering what it would be like. Maybe he’d worry sometimes the joke wouldn’t land and a fight would start. Now, though, he knew what it was like to have a mate and what it was to banter with them and how he understood that when mates knew each other so well, the joke was always right and a fight didn’t seem possible.
He wrapped an arm loosely around Indivara’s waist. He knew to be careful about her healing surgery cut and so his hand rested lightly on her thigh as his mind latched onto V’ler’s comment. It really wasn’t a secret that R’vi had puppy eyes for turns for Indivara, though he wasn’t sure if she ever had the same feelings. Likely not, since they never hooked up—from what he heard of the gossip anyway. It wasn’t like either of them would talk about it, despite R’vi’s easy way of talking about everyone he slept with. Still, while he decided not to comment on poor R’vi’s heart’s choices, Z’rin did wonder if chocolates and flowers would have helped him with their friend at all.
“I miss you, Indivara. I swear, I could always hear your voice coming from somewhere in the Weyr at any given time of day and Ista is much quieter.” It really was, Z’rin thought. He liked it and had spent months in Ista while recovering but Telgar had still been home in his mind during that time and regular sounds and routines he knew he’d once go back to were now a thing in the past and he missed it to some degree. “I’d like to have that peace shattered from time to time when you can travel again. Show you our weyr and watch as my mate tries to play nice.” Z’rin knew he was blushing even as he tried not to smile too brightly at the thrill he got over calling N’mor his mate.
He wrapped an arm loosely around Indivara’s waist. He knew to be careful about her healing surgery cut and so his hand rested lightly on her thigh as his mind latched onto V’ler’s comment. It really wasn’t a secret that R’vi had puppy eyes for turns for Indivara, though he wasn’t sure if she ever had the same feelings. Likely not, since they never hooked up—from what he heard of the gossip anyway. It wasn’t like either of them would talk about it, despite R’vi’s easy way of talking about everyone he slept with. Still, while he decided not to comment on poor R’vi’s heart’s choices, Z’rin did wonder if chocolates and flowers would have helped him with their friend at all.
“I miss you, Indivara. I swear, I could always hear your voice coming from somewhere in the Weyr at any given time of day and Ista is much quieter.” It really was, Z’rin thought. He liked it and had spent months in Ista while recovering but Telgar had still been home in his mind during that time and regular sounds and routines he knew he’d once go back to were now a thing in the past and he missed it to some degree. “I’d like to have that peace shattered from time to time when you can travel again. Show you our weyr and watch as my mate tries to play nice.” Z’rin knew he was blushing even as he tried not to smile too brightly at the thrill he got over calling N’mor his mate.
