18.Jan.20, 11:32 PM
B’kit picked at his food half-heartedly, worried for their friends at Fort. What few snippets they’d dotten during the Hatching had been jumbled and lacking in detail. A’tay had told them all about Quinvalis’s injury, and some of the other news, but he was understandably more focused on helping Madiquel cope with the news. So it was a relief to see Mylorah’s smiling face appear; hopefully she would share more of the story.
He accepted her hug gleefully, and slipped an arm around her waist as she snuggled close. “We missed you too. Being stuck here waiting was awful. Though,” he added, “I am sorry you didn’t Impress.” They had all stood together so long on the sands, and he knew the ache which came from being passed over again. The doubt which could creep in if you weren’t careful.
B’kit stifled a startled laugh at her teasing suggestion she would dare make them wait by giving details of her love life, darting a glance at the dragons to make sure even the thought hadn’t woken Dyoricath, but so far so good. “Mylo~ we all know you’ll tell us about that even if we don’t ask. Come on, spill about the Hatching. What the hell happened?”
He accepted her hug gleefully, and slipped an arm around her waist as she snuggled close. “We missed you too. Being stuck here waiting was awful. Though,” he added, “I am sorry you didn’t Impress.” They had all stood together so long on the sands, and he knew the ache which came from being passed over again. The doubt which could creep in if you weren’t careful.
B’kit stifled a startled laugh at her teasing suggestion she would dare make them wait by giving details of her love life, darting a glance at the dragons to make sure even the thought hadn’t woken Dyoricath, but so far so good. “Mylo~ we all know you’ll tell us about that even if we don’t ask. Come on, spill about the Hatching. What the hell happened?”