01.Sep.19, 05:05 PM
If it had been any other situation F’drel would have gotten a vicious satisfaction at how clearly annoyed D’hys was at his plans being thwarted, even a little bit. As it was, F’drel couldn’t really disagree with not being happy with Xyliah for insisting on keeping Kitelan with her, though his reasons were much different than D’hys’. F’drel was worried about his brother, whereas D’hys was almost certainly put out just because things didn’t go exactly as he wanted them to. But if D’hys couldn’t get Kitelan away, F’drel had no chance of it, and his worry for his little brother only grew.
F’drel wasn’t sure he liked this new arrangement. A gift, for him? Hah. If it had been R’dal’s idea he’d at least be able to put it down to R’dal truly wanting to help bring his family closer to him, but no. But D’hys? Hardly. He didn’t know why the bluerider did it, but it was ultimately for D’hys, not F’drel, and certainly not his sisters - D’hys had said as much. What was with dragonriders and thinking no one could possibly prefer not to live in a Weyr, honestly. Especially the Weyrbred ones, like both R’dal and D’hys. Not that F’drel had liked Nabol, but when you were a drudge and had no control over your life, every choice was important, especially something as big as moving from Hold to Weyr. F’drel hadn’t really had a choice when he was Searched. Not that he would have preferred to stay, and he wouldn’t give up Miri for the world, but he’d had no say in it. The brownrider accompanying the Searchriders had asked Lord Jimeridan if the Weyrs could have him, and the Lord had said yes. F’drel hadn’t even been present for the conversation. D’hys saying his sisters had no choice because this was a gift for him, fuck that.
“I would like to ask her what she would prefer,” F’drel said once he’d pushed down his anger enough to speak calmly, “If she wants to stay where she is, I’m sure we can come to some arrangement.” He’d probably hate whatever he had to agree to, but it would be worth it to give Kelikki that choice. She was his only older sibling, and had been watching out for the others all alone since he’d been Searched, and he owed her, and Kit, who they’d be leaving alone, that much. “If she decides she would like to come to the Weyr, nothing has to change.” F’drel wasn’t sure she would, but he didn’t know. He couldn’t read her mind, and he couldn’t make that choice for her. He wouldn’t.
“I imagine that’s acceptable?” F’drel asked, wanting to get the potential for Kelikki to choose what she wanted confirmed before moving on to any further questions he had.
F’drel wasn’t sure he liked this new arrangement. A gift, for him? Hah. If it had been R’dal’s idea he’d at least be able to put it down to R’dal truly wanting to help bring his family closer to him, but no. But D’hys? Hardly. He didn’t know why the bluerider did it, but it was ultimately for D’hys, not F’drel, and certainly not his sisters - D’hys had said as much. What was with dragonriders and thinking no one could possibly prefer not to live in a Weyr, honestly. Especially the Weyrbred ones, like both R’dal and D’hys. Not that F’drel had liked Nabol, but when you were a drudge and had no control over your life, every choice was important, especially something as big as moving from Hold to Weyr. F’drel hadn’t really had a choice when he was Searched. Not that he would have preferred to stay, and he wouldn’t give up Miri for the world, but he’d had no say in it. The brownrider accompanying the Searchriders had asked Lord Jimeridan if the Weyrs could have him, and the Lord had said yes. F’drel hadn’t even been present for the conversation. D’hys saying his sisters had no choice because this was a gift for him, fuck that.
“I would like to ask her what she would prefer,” F’drel said once he’d pushed down his anger enough to speak calmly, “If she wants to stay where she is, I’m sure we can come to some arrangement.” He’d probably hate whatever he had to agree to, but it would be worth it to give Kelikki that choice. She was his only older sibling, and had been watching out for the others all alone since he’d been Searched, and he owed her, and Kit, who they’d be leaving alone, that much. “If she decides she would like to come to the Weyr, nothing has to change.” F’drel wasn’t sure she would, but he didn’t know. He couldn’t read her mind, and he couldn’t make that choice for her. He wouldn’t.
“I imagine that’s acceptable?” F’drel asked, wanting to get the potential for Kelikki to choose what she wanted confirmed before moving on to any further questions he had.