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09.Aug.12, 07:26 PM
D'ren sensed the feeling of accomplished in Jada, and he wasn't sure if it was a good thing or not. He wanted her to participate, but any sense of political sense told him that he should have made her fight harder for it. He glanced at her, watching her glow, and knew without further thought that he didn't have it in him to do such a thing to her anyhow. He didn't want to manipulate her, he needed to guide her...but he wasn't the one who was supposed to being guiding her. Tsuen was the one who needed to. Tsuen was the one who needed to be caring after their daughter during the day too, but he'd taken that on as well.
Postpartum depression must have been a real bitch.
He didn't complain now, and he probably never would. If Tsuen didn't feel up to the tasks, he would take them on. He always would, without any hesitation or regret. He smiled at Jada. "It really is horrible weather," he said, letting political matters slide away for the time being. They'd come to a compromise they could both abide by, and that was all that mattered for now. He was confident that she would do well in the interview process as well, and perhaps it would help her with her social confidence a bit. She wasn't a full goldrider yet, but she needed to get used to being important.
He could remember that feeling. He'd been an awkward weyrling and an unaccomplished bronzerider. Becoming Weyrleader was a kick in the teeth, but it seemed he'd finally gotten used to it...just in time to cut his remaining lifespan in half, it seemed!
"I'm hoping we'll return to the north before too long," he said with the slightest touch of mischievousness. He winked at her. "I miss the weather, but I think more than anything, I miss the people." He owed a lot of kids for taking them from their homes, too.
Postpartum depression must have been a real bitch.
He didn't complain now, and he probably never would. If Tsuen didn't feel up to the tasks, he would take them on. He always would, without any hesitation or regret. He smiled at Jada. "It really is horrible weather," he said, letting political matters slide away for the time being. They'd come to a compromise they could both abide by, and that was all that mattered for now. He was confident that she would do well in the interview process as well, and perhaps it would help her with her social confidence a bit. She wasn't a full goldrider yet, but she needed to get used to being important.
He could remember that feeling. He'd been an awkward weyrling and an unaccomplished bronzerider. Becoming Weyrleader was a kick in the teeth, but it seemed he'd finally gotten used to it...just in time to cut his remaining lifespan in half, it seemed!
"I'm hoping we'll return to the north before too long," he said with the slightest touch of mischievousness. He winked at her. "I miss the weather, but I think more than anything, I miss the people." He owed a lot of kids for taking them from their homes, too.
