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27.Jul.22, 02:40 AM
Mylorah sighed softly against Gangleri's chest and eventually put her arms around him to participate in the hug. There was a lot to think about and some things she didn't want to linger on at all--like what Geric was doing to start the 'process'. Or, she realised, like how Gangleri was carrying around a dead man and was now holding her. Definitely some things that didn't need more time dedicated to it. She never thought herself to be squeamish and had helped with skinning and butchering in the past but turned out animals and humans were two very different subjects, even when the human ranked poorly in her mind.
"I'm not upset that he's dead," she started quietly, knowing she had to work through what was on her mind for herself more than Gangleri. "So many ladies will be safer now without him around. And maybe I'm upset that I'm not upset over someone's death. He was a creep and awful with things he said or tried to do but I never wished for him to die. But I'm the reason, aren't I?" Quilriana didn't seem the sort to need assistance in dealing with unwanted attention, though Mylorah didn't think she did either. But Lord Douchebag had cornered her last time and scared her. Given the Master Harper seemed skilled in sneaking around, she wouldn't be surprised to learn he had seen the interaction. Gangleri hadn't also flat out stated he killed before that night but it seemed heavily implied with his long explanation as to why he was good at it and why poison wasn't his preferred method.
She really didn't know the man she continued to hug and knew he had to have a lot more secrets that he quite possibly would never share but Mylorah was starting to feel oddly flattered. She didn't think too many people she knew would actually kill for her--K'dar not included as his protective streak would take on an entire Weyr if needed. Maybe that was also from their mom since she would and had stuck up for friends in all manner of ways. But she didn't know if she was supposed to say thank you or not so Mylorah changed the subject with a sharp turn.
"Geric is supposed to be my date and some of the others are expecting us to be making out right now. So if you wouldn't mind asking your brother to wash his hands and muss up his hair a bit, we can head over to the party for some dancing."
"I'm not upset that he's dead," she started quietly, knowing she had to work through what was on her mind for herself more than Gangleri. "So many ladies will be safer now without him around. And maybe I'm upset that I'm not upset over someone's death. He was a creep and awful with things he said or tried to do but I never wished for him to die. But I'm the reason, aren't I?" Quilriana didn't seem the sort to need assistance in dealing with unwanted attention, though Mylorah didn't think she did either. But Lord Douchebag had cornered her last time and scared her. Given the Master Harper seemed skilled in sneaking around, she wouldn't be surprised to learn he had seen the interaction. Gangleri hadn't also flat out stated he killed before that night but it seemed heavily implied with his long explanation as to why he was good at it and why poison wasn't his preferred method.
She really didn't know the man she continued to hug and knew he had to have a lot more secrets that he quite possibly would never share but Mylorah was starting to feel oddly flattered. She didn't think too many people she knew would actually kill for her--K'dar not included as his protective streak would take on an entire Weyr if needed. Maybe that was also from their mom since she would and had stuck up for friends in all manner of ways. But she didn't know if she was supposed to say thank you or not so Mylorah changed the subject with a sharp turn.
"Geric is supposed to be my date and some of the others are expecting us to be making out right now. So if you wouldn't mind asking your brother to wash his hands and muss up his hair a bit, we can head over to the party for some dancing."
