30.Nov.20, 01:24 PM
Gangleri pondered for a moment. Did he want it to be a regular encounter when he visited the Weyr? He didn't think Meryem wanted anything more out of it than what they'd already gotten. It's possible she was a far more clever and manipulative person than he was and had only been trying to sink her terribly sexy hooks into him, but even if that unlikely scenario was the case did he really care? It wasn't as if he was in a position to do anything for her, and she really didn't seem the sort that would want him for his material possessions. Maybe it was his horse. Everyone knew Bart was a good horse.
He took a sip of his new mug of ale with a small mumbled thanks. The touch startled him from his internal questions and he blinked up at Quilriana with a puzzled frown that slowly became despondent. "I just... I loved her..." he sighed and shook his head. He wasn't talking about his wife anymore, but he didn't need to trouble his favorite barmaid with that. He was sure Kathany's family didn't know about his infidelity, since they still seemed to like him and even sent him gifts on occasion. And while it was very unlikely anything he said in a little bar in Telgar would make it all the way to the coast, he knew how quickly word could spread. He'd spread enough news himself after all.
With a sigh, Gangleri went back to talking about Meryem, but he didn't pull his hand away. "I don't think I want it to be a regular encounter, but I certainly wouldn't mind going back again. She's an apprentice, but not one that I've done any direct teaching for. I've not mentored her in any official capacity, but we've talked before. She didn't like a lot of the... politics in the Hall, and I would let her vent and try to be encouraging. I only stopped by because I'd heard she was assigned and wanted to check in on her. She seems to be doing much better now away from... some of the more abrasive people she had to work with. And then we were talking again, one thing led to another." He sighed, taking a break from talking to drink some more. "I guess I worry that somehow this could still hurt me back at the Hall if word got out."
He took a sip of his new mug of ale with a small mumbled thanks. The touch startled him from his internal questions and he blinked up at Quilriana with a puzzled frown that slowly became despondent. "I just... I loved her..." he sighed and shook his head. He wasn't talking about his wife anymore, but he didn't need to trouble his favorite barmaid with that. He was sure Kathany's family didn't know about his infidelity, since they still seemed to like him and even sent him gifts on occasion. And while it was very unlikely anything he said in a little bar in Telgar would make it all the way to the coast, he knew how quickly word could spread. He'd spread enough news himself after all.
With a sigh, Gangleri went back to talking about Meryem, but he didn't pull his hand away. "I don't think I want it to be a regular encounter, but I certainly wouldn't mind going back again. She's an apprentice, but not one that I've done any direct teaching for. I've not mentored her in any official capacity, but we've talked before. She didn't like a lot of the... politics in the Hall, and I would let her vent and try to be encouraging. I only stopped by because I'd heard she was assigned and wanted to check in on her. She seems to be doing much better now away from... some of the more abrasive people she had to work with. And then we were talking again, one thing led to another." He sighed, taking a break from talking to drink some more. "I guess I worry that somehow this could still hurt me back at the Hall if word got out."