08.May.22, 07:52 PM
Zoremet let out a soft grumble in protest, hand feebly batting at his cousin when his hair was gently tugged. "If I say I'm worried then he might just get angrier or become worried himself!" Still though, it wasn't a terrible idea even if it was much more confrontational than Zory liked. He'd rather just have someone else handle it entirely and magically make things better but he was sure even Mylo would have tried to get him to talk to K'dar directly. Or worse, send K'dar to talk to him. Just the thought of his grumpy older brother coming to talk to him about something he'd done sent a shiver down his spine.
"I just don't want him to be mad at me," he whined again hoping in vain that Larnell wouldn't push for him to just send the letter. Maybe he should have asked Zelana about it. If she didn't just go straight to K'dar to question him she could have at least asked A'tay to look into it for her. But no, Larnell was making some sense in a very reasonable way that Zory didn't really like. He groaned, burying his face against his cousin in frustration. "Why can't you just ask him?"
Except even Zory knew that wasn't really fair. This was something he'd done, so he should in theory be the one responsible for it right? So with another grumble he pushed himself up to just sit on his cousin's lap, shoulders hunched forward with nerves. "I guess I can try to write a letter. Did you bring any paper or anything? If not can I cuddle you for a bit longer until I get the nerve to go find some and do it later?"
"I just don't want him to be mad at me," he whined again hoping in vain that Larnell wouldn't push for him to just send the letter. Maybe he should have asked Zelana about it. If she didn't just go straight to K'dar to question him she could have at least asked A'tay to look into it for her. But no, Larnell was making some sense in a very reasonable way that Zory didn't really like. He groaned, burying his face against his cousin in frustration. "Why can't you just ask him?"
Except even Zory knew that wasn't really fair. This was something he'd done, so he should in theory be the one responsible for it right? So with another grumble he pushed himself up to just sit on his cousin's lap, shoulders hunched forward with nerves. "I guess I can try to write a letter. Did you bring any paper or anything? If not can I cuddle you for a bit longer until I get the nerve to go find some and do it later?"