12.Feb.21, 06:11 PM
“She’ll get to fly either way, then, either with wings or her own two feet.” Aederyn laughed. It was nice to hear of other girls aspiring to a craft, and she was glad Weyrfolk seemed so much more accepting of it.
“If your family makes it for the Hatching, I’ll have to meet her. I Ran for a while before I—was searched.” She almost said before ‘she ran off’, but thought better of the impression that might leave. No sense mucking up conversation with needless information that would lead to uncomfortable questions. And she had been Searched. It was just at her request.
Eager to turn the conversation away from herself, feeling she may have talk too much lately, as well as wanting to make a friend of her conversation partner, she asked after the girl again. “Was she born in the Weyr? She’ll be able to stand soon, won’t she? Wouldn’t that be grand, to Impress young. Grow up with a best friend and companion.”
“If your family makes it for the Hatching, I’ll have to meet her. I Ran for a while before I—was searched.” She almost said before ‘she ran off’, but thought better of the impression that might leave. No sense mucking up conversation with needless information that would lead to uncomfortable questions. And she had been Searched. It was just at her request.
Eager to turn the conversation away from herself, feeling she may have talk too much lately, as well as wanting to make a friend of her conversation partner, she asked after the girl again. “Was she born in the Weyr? She’ll be able to stand soon, won’t she? Wouldn’t that be grand, to Impress young. Grow up with a best friend and companion.”