Colors [D'hys]

"You're right. I never get bored now that I have her," he answered with a warm smile. V'zire tried not to dwell on every moment he spent with Niskziath, since he had company, but it was hard. She was a whimsical dragon, and it was not unusual for her to draw him in to her whimsies. "It's nice, while she's a little silly, she never really stresses me out." He had seen a few other riders struggle with dragons who were clearly more dominant. Niskziath never pained him, in fact, they were a perfect and neutral match. Their personalities only amplified their partner's instead of completely contradicting it. "Oh, no, Zeianth doesn't have to. Honestly, Niskziath won't remember what she wanted a day from now. I only like to go out of the way because... well, in the moment it's important to her." V'zire was a sucker, especially for his dragon.

I am giving you very nice directions. Zeianth can help if he wants, I do not mind help. Can I say hello?

'I'll ask him in a little bit. You know that most people don't want to have a distraction on top of the distraction of their own dragon.'

I know. That is why I was asking you to.

"N-no!" he momentarily stumbled over his own words, looking embarrassed at himself. "None of any supposed blame is your's, really. I usually go out of my way to talk to people, so it'd be more expected of me to at least give you a 'hello' every now and then." He really didn't think they should be squabbling over something so silly as trying to take the blame for not talking to each other sooner. They were talking now, weren't they? That solved the aforementioned problem. V'zire just refused to let D'hys take the supposed guilt! He wasn't a stubborn individual, however, and D'hys could probably distract him a little within the next few minutes from their current topic.

"Oh, I am hardly popular! I just like to talk, so I might be easy to recall? I don't know, I'm a far cry from popular." He wasn't popular like riders such as B'jin. Maybe it was because his dragon didn't fly nearly every other month? Not many people actually knew him. He was a familiar face, but when someone tried to remember specifics about him? Well... that's where most people would struggle. V'zire wasn't really memorable. He was just a pleasant face, and Katila certainly needed a few of those.

D'hys actions were setting off a little alarm bells in his head. He eyed the bluerider cautiously, from the slight bow of his head to the way D'hys' eyes glanced at him. V'zire was entirely uncomfortable with relationships, and had always felt like he should remain dedicated to the man who kept on winning Niskziath's flights... even if the said rider wasn't very dedicated to him. V'zire could understand that, really! He knew he wasn't as interesting as most people in Katila. The Weyr did seem to have a few eccentrics and a few crazies. In summary, V'zire did not consider himself 'available', and panicked every time someone seemed interested in him.

R'nd gave him heart attacks daily.

He visibly calmed when D'hys said 'friends', as if that made everything better. He was gullible enough to believe it, and he flashed the bluerider a happy smile. "I-I a-am glad too!" the stutter in his voice betrayed his previous discomfort. "You've always seemed fairly nice, and I... really would like to have you as a friend." V'zire was far too naive, and likely far too happy to have D'hys' attention.