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06.Jun.22, 10:52 PM
Chironhes looked down at their linked hands with something like awe. People didn't typically do that sort of thing with him, and the youth honestly couldn't remember the last time someone had made the effort to provide such simple companionship. Perhaps when his parents still lived and he would take his mother's hand in his own and swing their arms between them. Or when his father would reach down to lift him high and toss him up before catching him safe again. The images spilled unbidden from his head until Chir squeezed Mylorah's hand in return and smiled. She couldn't know how important such a simple thing was, could she? Maybe she did. Either way, he was grateful.
He found just as much comfort in her touch as he did in her words. It was a relief to know he wouldn't be forced or expected to travel so far unless it was something he wished to do. He'd only just arrived here, after all. Only just started making bonds here. It could be overwhelming at times, and he would seek his solitude when chores were done and he was given leave by the medics to wander. To have to struggle to learn all new places and take in, even more, was just a bit too mind-boggling for him yet.
Taith's sudden compliment threw Chir off balance. Surprised, the freckled teen looked up at the lounging dragon with another smile as understanding dawned. Ah, his freckles. His mother had also been quite fond of them as well. She'd complained how it let him get away with more than he should as they made him look even younger.
Thank you. They'll stay. I like the black patterns you have, too! Mylorah was right behind him with the easy explanation, and her agreement with Taith's appreciation had Chir's face warming with pleasure.
When she continued on about them being charm points, the hunter snorted with amusement and shrugged his shoulders. I'm not sure about all that. Chir associated charm with those boys who could have all the girls watching them with a lingering, long stare whenever they walked passed. If people looked at him as he walked away, he suspected it was only to stare at the strange boy from the woods and not because there was any interest beyond that morbid curiosity. He'd grown used to those stares over the years to the point that anything different was more startling to him. Like having someone interested in what he thought!
Tilting his head, Chir glanced back at Taith. If you lay your head down here, I can scratch you some more if you wanted, he pointed out, a not-so-subtle request for the dragon to do just that so he could reach without standing again. Of course, that would mean letting go of Mylorah's hand first. Embarrassed when he realized he was still holding onto it, he carefully extracted his fingers from around hers and pulled his hand back.
Wanting to hear more about Mylorah, Chir found himself lingering. Still, the snorts and intermittent neighs of the horses reminded him he was supposed to be working and all that remained was that last saddle to oil before breaking for lunch. On a sigh, he looked back towards the barn. I should finish my chores. But would you both like to join me for lunch after? I shouldn't be much longer. It's okay if you can't or you're busy though. Not wanting either Mylorah or Taith to feel trapped by him, he offered the out.
He found just as much comfort in her touch as he did in her words. It was a relief to know he wouldn't be forced or expected to travel so far unless it was something he wished to do. He'd only just arrived here, after all. Only just started making bonds here. It could be overwhelming at times, and he would seek his solitude when chores were done and he was given leave by the medics to wander. To have to struggle to learn all new places and take in, even more, was just a bit too mind-boggling for him yet.
Taith's sudden compliment threw Chir off balance. Surprised, the freckled teen looked up at the lounging dragon with another smile as understanding dawned. Ah, his freckles. His mother had also been quite fond of them as well. She'd complained how it let him get away with more than he should as they made him look even younger.
Thank you. They'll stay. I like the black patterns you have, too! Mylorah was right behind him with the easy explanation, and her agreement with Taith's appreciation had Chir's face warming with pleasure.
When she continued on about them being charm points, the hunter snorted with amusement and shrugged his shoulders. I'm not sure about all that. Chir associated charm with those boys who could have all the girls watching them with a lingering, long stare whenever they walked passed. If people looked at him as he walked away, he suspected it was only to stare at the strange boy from the woods and not because there was any interest beyond that morbid curiosity. He'd grown used to those stares over the years to the point that anything different was more startling to him. Like having someone interested in what he thought!
Tilting his head, Chir glanced back at Taith. If you lay your head down here, I can scratch you some more if you wanted, he pointed out, a not-so-subtle request for the dragon to do just that so he could reach without standing again. Of course, that would mean letting go of Mylorah's hand first. Embarrassed when he realized he was still holding onto it, he carefully extracted his fingers from around hers and pulled his hand back.
Wanting to hear more about Mylorah, Chir found himself lingering. Still, the snorts and intermittent neighs of the horses reminded him he was supposed to be working and all that remained was that last saddle to oil before breaking for lunch. On a sigh, he looked back towards the barn. I should finish my chores. But would you both like to join me for lunch after? I shouldn't be much longer. It's okay if you can't or you're busy though. Not wanting either Mylorah or Taith to feel trapped by him, he offered the out.
