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"Not particularly, unless you count Jaina or my former foster sibs," E'lai said with a shrug. Some had Impressed, some hadn't, and some had left for other Weyrs or Holds or crafthalls, but he tried to make a point of keeping in touch with everyone. Though weyrlife tended towards more transient bonds, E'lai thought combining weyr and Hold approaches on 'family' the best course of action. "Everyone's doing well--my sister who went up to Eron just had her first child, a little girl." She'd left for a change of scenery and stayed because of a handsome lad. He was happy for her though, they made a nice little family.

Blue and pink do go well together. Pink will look nice against my coloring too. The green's eyes whirled happily as her tail twitched from side to side in almost impatience at the thought of her future acquisitions--she rather wanted them now, at the thought of how nice they would look.

"I think so--just a short trip probably, but it'll be nice to see her again, and meet the baby. Besides being an uncle, having a dragonrider uncle will be pretty handy, I'd think," the greenrider said with a chuckle. He was well aware of the fact that while dragons might be held in awe, outside of Threadfall they were often best used as quick transportation--and he didn't mind his relatives using him for such purposes. He got to visit all sorts of places in the process, so it was a win-win situation.

Eltimioth shamelessly adopted a preening posture. Mmm~ After all, queens are shiny enough that they would overwhelm any additions. Crimsons would have to be more careful with colors too. She had clearly spent time pondering this before.

"Will do," E'lai said cheerily, resuming his search as well, though of course he was interrupted by S'ren's question. "Mm, they'll do. I think she wanted blues now, too--I don't think we'll find too many of them but in case you do..." He was both amused and slightly mortified by the green's utter shamelessness, but that was just the kind of dragon Eltimioth was.

Of course! Eltimioth said brightly. She rattled through a short list of the most interesting tidbits--who was proddy and soon to take Flight, potential contenders, fallings-out between weyrmates, rumors about the visitors from the North who'd come around to ask nosy questions...the works of the past few days since they'd had a good long chat.

They passed another hour or two so pleasantly engaged before deciding it was time to head back to the Weyr. E'lai instructed S'ren in proper packing methods so the shells weren't shattered in transport, they loaded their dragons, and between they went, emerging back above Trine's lake.

It wasn't hard work getting the shells into E'lai and Eltimioth's weyr (though it did require a couple trips to retrieve each carefully packed bundle). "You'll probably want to get out of here before she cons you into helping organize the new arrivals," E'lai said wryly on their last trip in.

I heard that!

"You were meant to!"

E'lai grinned. "I'll manage somehow." It was soothing work, in a way, and it put Eltimioth in a good mood. There were worse ways to spend one's time.

We will see, Eltimioth replied, just as pleasantly. She rather suspected cataloging their finds would take her the rest of the day though. Have fun with the Harpers! You should have them write a song about you. She thought at the very least Tereth who loved music so much ought to have a song of his very own.