Given how roughly Boreal played with her favorite human chew toy, Jude wasn't wrong about his life-saving endeavors. She leaned forward daintily to lick the treat from his palm with a rough tongue, slurping it down and then giving his hand a few extra washes for good measure as she accepted his apology, her scaly tail sweeping back and forth across the boards of the observatory in reptilian pleasure. This was clearly a pushover nice young man with excellent manners and she slid a draconic glance to Tal to see if he was taking notes.
Tal was grumbling quietly to himself but conserving his recently-reacquired oxygen as he watched the byplay with an upside-down scowl. There wasn't any true heat behind it, but only those who knew him well would be able to tell. The boy's quietly sincere apology to Boreal went a long way to soothing the courier's ruffled feathers and he sighed at the easy acquiescence. First Mateo, then Harper, now this kid. How the hail was he supposed to stay grouchy at people when they apologized so fast?
"Fuckin'... no," he growled, slowly pushing himself up with a residual groan and spinning on his rump to face the boy cross-legged. "Y'got as much right t'be here as I do. More, maybe, if y'live here. I'm just watchin' shootin' stars for Safrin. If y'need t'talk t'her, I can - we can," he amended, glaring fondly at the dragon as she sidled closer to the boy, extending her short, muscular neck to sniff at his pockets, "Go an' come back later."
Tal was grumbling quietly to himself but conserving his recently-reacquired oxygen as he watched the byplay with an upside-down scowl. There wasn't any true heat behind it, but only those who knew him well would be able to tell. The boy's quietly sincere apology to Boreal went a long way to soothing the courier's ruffled feathers and he sighed at the easy acquiescence. First Mateo, then Harper, now this kid. How the hail was he supposed to stay grouchy at people when they apologized so fast?
"Fuckin'... no," he growled, slowly pushing himself up with a residual groan and spinning on his rump to face the boy cross-legged. "Y'got as much right t'be here as I do. More, maybe, if y'live here. I'm just watchin' shootin' stars for Safrin. If y'need t'talk t'her, I can - we can," he amended, glaring fondly at the dragon as she sidled closer to the boy, extending her short, muscular neck to sniff at his pockets, "Go an' come back later."
