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Quiet the words against the slight part, lips minute in their shift. Had not been for so simple a dismissal, away waved their indiscretion, taken instead the brief shake of her head as something else. Too short the existence of that worry to further blossom, however, swallowed as her murmur broke the silence. Something else was there within its wake, still heavy and prominent the shame that burnt, touched a gentle heat to his cheeks.
Deserved, and rather expected, a reprimand of some shape, accepted in which ever was chosen most applicable. To be given no such satisfaction — it was strange to think of it in that term but it was fitting all the same — disheartening. Of course, he had no reason to speak against it, allowed it to pass, offered only a brief note from between pursed lips.
Momentary the break, Keona once more the source of sound, though lost the exact word, unknown as it was. Curious had he grown over her knowledge of languages, those instances she greeted another enough to incite a curiosity he would not satiate by simply coming forth and asking, exactly why an unknown. There was easy guessed as to why, there always was, but maybe best left unspoken the truth of it. That she next put forth reached a volume that made apparent it was meant for them to hear, a warning he would not heed, unfortunately. By no means was this because he mistrusted her, more he simply grew confused, about his gaze wandering as though an answer to an unvoiced query may be found.
He found it in a rather unpleasant manner mere moments later.
No stranger was Harland to sizable bodies of water or being wet, though he preferred dry land when given a choice, his shock evident in a sudden gasp. Against his skin was pressed his rather short coat, that along his belly dragged down by gravity and the water that streamed from him, teeth coming together in a grimace. Saving grace was the temperature, warm even now as spring was only truly settling in, though too well did he know a chill would settle in. Unlike Keona he did not bother to suppress his urge to rid himself of the excess moisture, rough the shake he gave himself, uncaring if another was too close and would thus be subjected to a similar treatment.
"It wasn't a very good one." Her words not meant for him, a response to Roan to the query only he may pose, yet the words were out of his mouth before he was capable of stopping them. Quick the change of course, quickened his pace as he tried to once more brush off his blunder. "Who is Suvi? " There was little need in requesting the information on the identity of the one supposedly bonded to the mischievous bird, it was the only thing that came to his mind that moment, however, and thus was put forth.
[/td][/tr][/table]Deserved, and rather expected, a reprimand of some shape, accepted in which ever was chosen most applicable. To be given no such satisfaction — it was strange to think of it in that term but it was fitting all the same — disheartening. Of course, he had no reason to speak against it, allowed it to pass, offered only a brief note from between pursed lips.
Momentary the break, Keona once more the source of sound, though lost the exact word, unknown as it was. Curious had he grown over her knowledge of languages, those instances she greeted another enough to incite a curiosity he would not satiate by simply coming forth and asking, exactly why an unknown. There was easy guessed as to why, there always was, but maybe best left unspoken the truth of it. That she next put forth reached a volume that made apparent it was meant for them to hear, a warning he would not heed, unfortunately. By no means was this because he mistrusted her, more he simply grew confused, about his gaze wandering as though an answer to an unvoiced query may be found.
He found it in a rather unpleasant manner mere moments later.
No stranger was Harland to sizable bodies of water or being wet, though he preferred dry land when given a choice, his shock evident in a sudden gasp. Against his skin was pressed his rather short coat, that along his belly dragged down by gravity and the water that streamed from him, teeth coming together in a grimace. Saving grace was the temperature, warm even now as spring was only truly settling in, though too well did he know a chill would settle in. Unlike Keona he did not bother to suppress his urge to rid himself of the excess moisture, rough the shake he gave himself, uncaring if another was too close and would thus be subjected to a similar treatment.
"It wasn't a very good one." Her words not meant for him, a response to Roan to the query only he may pose, yet the words were out of his mouth before he was capable of stopping them. Quick the change of course, quickened his pace as he tried to once more brush off his blunder. "Who is Suvi? " There was little need in requesting the information on the identity of the one supposedly bonded to the mischievous bird, it was the only thing that came to his mind that moment, however, and thus was put forth.
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