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"It always helps to hear someone say it aloud," he teased, allowing T'bell to steer him up the stairs and towards the whers. However, he paused in step before reaching them, twisting his arm quickly to free it from the greenrider's grasp and grab his arm instead, tugging T'bell back towards him. "Then what were your words, little green?"

"Now, now," K'rel shook his head, reaching around T'bell to retrieve the wineskin and, in doing so, looping an arm around the greenrider's waist while the other kept hold of his arm. "A once-Harper wouldn't forget a such choice bit of gossip, I'm sure. What were your words, greenrider?"

The brownrider listened intently for perhaps the first ten words or so, then apparently decided the ramble could go on for a good while if he didn't stem it in some form or fashion. Though he hadn't slurred a word yet, he had had enough alcohol that he had very few inhibitions about anything, and potentially terrifying the greenrider was far from the top of the list.

While T'bell fidgeted and babbled on, K'rel tightened his arm around the greenrider to draw T'bell up against him, meanwhile dipping his head down to brush a kiss against his neck...then another, and another, and... Releasing T'bell's arm, he plucked the wineskin from his grasp and stole the glass from his own hand to press his palm against the small of the greenrider's back.

And somewhere in the weyr, Siventh smirked.

K'rel felt the greenrider stiffen in his arms, but had really expected as much, and, when there were no further protests, didn't bother to cease his actions. However, he became increasingly aware of the growing mental laughter of his dragon, who had picked up on Liliath's words, and when T'bell did speak, K'rel almost immediately lifted his head to frown faintly as he met the greenrider's eyes.

"Why must everything be dragon driven?" He raised a brow almost accusingly, cocking his head to the side. "And why must you be the dimmest Harper on all of Pern?" He remained silently watching T'bell a moment longer, and then let his arm fall from the greenrider's back, expression softening to a smile of false-amusement. "You're still scared of me." He drew away from the other rider, then, after a polite nod, stepped around him and continued up the stairs.

Immaturity had taken hold for the moment, and K'rel was pointedly pretending to ignore the irritated greenrider as he hurried up towards the heights, pouring himself another glass of wine even as he walked. However, T'bell's words quickly provoked him to the point where he forgot all attempts at ignoring the younger rider and turned to face him instead, pointing a finger--and his wineglass--in T'bell's face. "I have already woken at your side once, greenrider, and look where that has left us. Do you honestly believe I would encourage or even permit Siventh's addiction to Liliath if I did not feel some attraction to you as well? Liliath is not the first green Siventh has ever flown, T'bell, but you don't see him hanging around the others now do you?"

"And what was I supposed t' say when you've 'ardly been back and used to flinch whenever I was near you?" K'rel snapped back, not bothering to follow after the greenrider. "Still do! You're as sharding suspicious of everyone as I am, little green, and I can't be expected to up and confess something if I'm seeing no encouragement from you. Scorch it!" He hissed through his teeth and turned his back on the retreating T'bell, storming the final distance up to the watch heights.

K'rel experienced a moment of confusion once out in the open air. Even in the tropics of the southern continent, winter nights had something of a bite to them--enough, anyway, to calm K'rel a touch as he gazed out over the weyr. He took a deep breath, exhaled, then took to his wineglass, meanwhile bespeaking Siventh.

A brief argument later, the brown reluctantly rose to his feet, stretching his wings lazily over the green beside him. I should leave him, he rumbled irritably, then bid Liliath a quiet apology before taking to the air to retrieve his rider from the heights.