12.Sep.22, 11:52 AM
"If I was mad every time a man was an idiot, I wouldn't have time for anything else," Mylorah pointed out with a smile. She shut her eyes and enjoyed having L’ri’s arm around her again, even if only briefly. Yes, it was still there and she still appreciated it but it wasn’t the same as seconds before. But it would do. "I think it's more the emotions that accompany what you do. They have to learn that we can have feelings for more than just them and that what we feel for them is unique.” She paused as she tried to find a way to explain her logic and then shrugged. L’ri would probably not appreciate it but it was the best she had. “I could probably sleep with I'vens right now and it would be fine since he's just a friend and it would just be some fun but sleeping with you brings out a few more emotions and would upset our little adventuring party over there."
She watched as the dragons bounced their tail puppets around, apparently on a hike through the forest to hunt a scary beast that either stole gold or a man—they hadn’t figured that part out. Amagrith’s happiness really was as important as her own, maybe more so, so Mylorah knew she could continue to wait to be with her favourite men again. “Welcome back, Fret,” the firelizard had drawn her attention and some affection as she returned to petting him. Amagrith was in a better mood now and seemed to have forgiven everyone the slight against them so she wouldn’t mind Fret visiting. Hopefully. “You just need lessons in how to properly cuddle and spoil a firelizard, that’s all.”
She thought about how she and Amagrith were doing while continuing to pet Fret and be kind of in L’ri’s hold. “We’re doing well. She sometimes has little hissy fits when she expects things to go her way and reality says otherwise, but she’s learning. Since we can’t have private conversations yet, I’ve been trying to give her lessons based on my memories for her to explore. It’s worked a few times now.” It was going to be so much easier to explain why she should share or not yell at someone when they could both communicate in her mind. But Mylorah thought she was doing okay with her work around, knowing that Amagrith could look through memories or latch onto her emotions.
She watched as the dragons bounced their tail puppets around, apparently on a hike through the forest to hunt a scary beast that either stole gold or a man—they hadn’t figured that part out. Amagrith’s happiness really was as important as her own, maybe more so, so Mylorah knew she could continue to wait to be with her favourite men again. “Welcome back, Fret,” the firelizard had drawn her attention and some affection as she returned to petting him. Amagrith was in a better mood now and seemed to have forgiven everyone the slight against them so she wouldn’t mind Fret visiting. Hopefully. “You just need lessons in how to properly cuddle and spoil a firelizard, that’s all.”
She thought about how she and Amagrith were doing while continuing to pet Fret and be kind of in L’ri’s hold. “We’re doing well. She sometimes has little hissy fits when she expects things to go her way and reality says otherwise, but she’s learning. Since we can’t have private conversations yet, I’ve been trying to give her lessons based on my memories for her to explore. It’s worked a few times now.” It was going to be so much easier to explain why she should share or not yell at someone when they could both communicate in her mind. But Mylorah thought she was doing okay with her work around, knowing that Amagrith could look through memories or latch onto her emotions.