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Since he said something to her, she waved back to Kahlin. Casually, she said, "Hello." She went back to looking around there were plenty of people near Kahlin and R'ael, she doubted they would bother much with her, it suited her just fine.

Gem trilled above her, telling her she saw someone, and sent the mental image of the rude Queen.

She could almost sense her little gold's agitation remembering it, but told her to keep looking for a little longer.

N'tren had come down and seen the argument between G'dor and R'ael. He knew the two brothers were constantly at odds with each other and were stalking away from each other fairly often. But he, like many of the other weyrlings, had simply ignored it. Not his place, N'tren decided... Unless it interfered with fighting Thread when they got older. Then it would matter to all.

They will learn eventually. Datiath's thoughts broke into his own.

"I sure hope so. It does dragonriders no good to have petty arguments. Doing well love?" N'tren's voice warmed up.

Very well. I see the excitement through your eyes.

Looking around, N'tren noticed a familiar backside sitting at one of the tables. He was almost positive it was her; she had managed to make it back to the Weyr.

"Caleten?" He called out cautiously. N'tren counted her as someone to know even if she would never be his friend. "Is that you?"

A strangled amused sound anwered. "Skirt chaser? I'm sure if you where you wouldn't have time to talk to me, let alone build the pool. You would be chasing the ladies." He shook his head, blond hair flopping in his eyes and pushed it back.

"Sure it did. You're the calm one; he blows up it makes it easier to judge what you can say near you." Sonia calmed enough for him to place the flit back on his shoulder. "Don't worry R'ael. I'm sure they will forget. It is a party after all. Your fight can't be the only one."

The rider seemed almost hesitant in his words. Bethan was not especially adept at reading people, but was that... fear, or just simple apprehension? Ah, either way, he would survive. They all survived in the end.


"It's very nice to meet you. I suppose this is silly to ask, but..." Bethan bit her lip. Suddenly she felt nervous, but it was a rather abrupt request to ask of someone she just met. It had to come out though.

"Could I meet your dragon... If you don't mind that is. I only ever met the Searchrider's dragon, and I'm so keen on getting to know them." And studyl them, she added silently. Dragon anatomy looked fascinating.

"It might of been..perhaps he just kept all his emotions burried when he was bully and now they fizzed over." Kahlin grin. "I would like that. Not much is going on here yet so what where you thinking of?"

"I'm not sure, maybe we should make an effort to meet a few more people?" He suggested. "I guess I don't really socialize much outside of class, and it wouldn't hurt your chanses to be on the sands next hatching..."

N'tren blushed a little deeper. Dutifully, the bronze rider began to scratch Gem with a fierceness. She seemed to be quite happy. Listening to her basic sketch of events, he wondered what memory would upset her gold but held off on asking.

"At least you and yours are in good health. As for scuffles, as long as you won and it was for good reason... Can't complain. For me and Datiath, it has been lessons and more lessons. We can fly straight aways now."

He paused and bespoke to Datiath. Caleten is here and talking with me.

Up on the ledges, one head turned and looked down. Giving a bugle of greeting, Datiath left N'tren to explain.

"He says hello by the way." Another squeak at the end of that comment. "Fifteen turns and soon I will sound like breaking glass I suppose."