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09.Jul.22, 08:26 AM
Disappear her? Quilriana gave Geric a curious look, wondering what he was talking about. That sounded far more sinister than anything she had been suggesting. The girl could move to another Hold if she wanted, be married off and sent away, or she could stay in Fort and never mention the child again. It didn’t matter to her what Yvandria did after the boy was safely taken into their custody but that was the extent of it. She didn’t want to know what one or both of the brothers were capable of.
As Geric contorted into uncomfortable and unbefitting for the dining table positions, Quilriana got to her feet with both mugs and set them in the wash basin for later. They weren’t getting anywhere because Geric simply didn’t want to. Even his counter idea was a weak attempt at showing he was trying but only wanted to further avoid confrontation and putting any real effort into cleaning up what he had done. “No,” she replied and returned to where he sprawled so she could loom above and stare down at him.
“Writing a letter is cowardly, Geric, and you’re better than that. She deserves a face to face interaction no matter how painful it is for you. She’s still a foolish girl but now that you know what that night produced, you need to make a choice, even if it’s telling her you lied and you don’t want anything to do with either of them. You can’t put this off forever.” It was probably the sternest she had ever been with Geric but she felt like he needed the hard shove to get moving. She would help him but he had to do more of the work and that started with making a decision over what he wanted.
She sighed and patted his leg that was draped oddly. “If you only want to clear your brother’s name and then leave the Hold, I will help you get into Fort Weyr. There are options, you just need to pick a path.”
As Geric contorted into uncomfortable and unbefitting for the dining table positions, Quilriana got to her feet with both mugs and set them in the wash basin for later. They weren’t getting anywhere because Geric simply didn’t want to. Even his counter idea was a weak attempt at showing he was trying but only wanted to further avoid confrontation and putting any real effort into cleaning up what he had done. “No,” she replied and returned to where he sprawled so she could loom above and stare down at him.
“Writing a letter is cowardly, Geric, and you’re better than that. She deserves a face to face interaction no matter how painful it is for you. She’s still a foolish girl but now that you know what that night produced, you need to make a choice, even if it’s telling her you lied and you don’t want anything to do with either of them. You can’t put this off forever.” It was probably the sternest she had ever been with Geric but she felt like he needed the hard shove to get moving. She would help him but he had to do more of the work and that started with making a decision over what he wanted.
She sighed and patted his leg that was draped oddly. “If you only want to clear your brother’s name and then leave the Hold, I will help you get into Fort Weyr. There are options, you just need to pick a path.”
