The dragon rolled his opalescent eye dramatically at the coaxing, amused but firm as he snorted. We already talked about this, Adam. I'm a little worried that too many joints are starting to affect your memory! Now I really don't dare partake with you. My memory is my livelihood! He would have swooned if he could have to add to the acting, but in his dragon form all he could manage was a rustling of his wings as he rolled his head to the side so that he was looking at the snake from one mostly-upside-down eye.
He righted himself again to laugh at Adam's brightly confident descriptions of sexual positions, trailing off into little rumbles of amusement at the helpful assistance his friend offered. Rest assured, I will, he promised gravely, though Rory was very experienced and more than happy to take the lead in the white-haired bard's education in that department. Not that he felt like sharing that with anyone else, even one as enjoyable to pass the time with as Adam.
He blinked, realizing too late that Adam had misunderstood his words, and he shook his great head soberly. Ah, no, I meant it more metaphorically. I still live with him, he's just... distanced himself from the world. A world I still want to be a part of though... less so as the seasons go by, he admitted softly, as much to himself as to Adam. Rory's retreat from the politics and tragedies of the Hollowed Grounds was looking increasingly tempting, hard though it was to face.
He righted himself again to laugh at Adam's brightly confident descriptions of sexual positions, trailing off into little rumbles of amusement at the helpful assistance his friend offered. Rest assured, I will, he promised gravely, though Rory was very experienced and more than happy to take the lead in the white-haired bard's education in that department. Not that he felt like sharing that with anyone else, even one as enjoyable to pass the time with as Adam.
He blinked, realizing too late that Adam had misunderstood his words, and he shook his great head soberly. Ah, no, I meant it more metaphorically. I still live with him, he's just... distanced himself from the world. A world I still want to be a part of though... less so as the seasons go by, he admitted softly, as much to himself as to Adam. Rory's retreat from the politics and tragedies of the Hollowed Grounds was looking increasingly tempting, hard though it was to face.
