01.Feb.12, 06:01 AM
B'jin's grip relaxed visibly as Talian gave in, but his eyes did widen comically when the young healer threw his arms around B'jin's neck and clung to him in a manner B'jin decided was more than a touch fantatic. The child was seriously undernorished in all areas of love an affection. He certainly didn't smile enough, was too easily manipulated and crushed to have any real self-confidence - things that stemmed from heart felt praise and honest love. Obviously, not all parents valued the same things in their children B'jin did, and he found that remarkably depressing, as he rubbed one hand on Talian's back and continued to murmur softly to him.
"Shh," B'jin murmured into Talian's hair, rocking almost subtly as he held the boy. He continued to rub the healer's back, then leaned back a little to look at his face. "Oh, Tal," B'jin sighed softly, using the hand not rubbing Talian's back to wipe gently at his tear streaked face. "I'm sorry." B'jin's voice was a mixed mess of guilt and affection for the youngster. Talian was, technically, much too old to be taken on as a Fosterling. B'jin, however, felt that emotionally the healer was very much a child who very much needed someone to step in and be there for him - and B'jin just nominated himself as he wrapped his arms back around the master healer and hugged him carefully.
"Shh," B'jin murmured into Talian's hair, rocking almost subtly as he held the boy. He continued to rub the healer's back, then leaned back a little to look at his face. "Oh, Tal," B'jin sighed softly, using the hand not rubbing Talian's back to wipe gently at his tear streaked face. "I'm sorry." B'jin's voice was a mixed mess of guilt and affection for the youngster. Talian was, technically, much too old to be taken on as a Fosterling. B'jin, however, felt that emotionally the healer was very much a child who very much needed someone to step in and be there for him - and B'jin just nominated himself as he wrapped his arms back around the master healer and hugged him carefully.