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O'asis became very aware that he was losing his audience. It was odd, actually. He was used to connecting with people effortlessly, but with Annelie... well, it just seemed like they were two alien races staring at each other from across a vast gulf, trying to shout at each other in separate languages, but getting nothing across. It unsettled him, actually, and he wasn't sure what he could do to improve the situation.

For a start, maybe, he needed to stop talking. Quite awkward now, O'asis let his hands fall to his sides. "... Pretty nice out here, isn't it?" he asked, his voice timid and questing.

Quite the opposite with his conversation partner, Uktenath could feel pride welling up inside him. The Queen... she'd told him...!

Mine! Mine! If thoughts could choke, Uktenath wouldn't be able to get a word out. Instead, O'asis felt a nearly-overwhelming wash of emotion from the little dragon, while Uktenath, in unusual character now with this excitement, seemed to be all but dancing on his hind feet, reaching his neck up toward the gold to counter her nudge with a nuzzle of his own. Now he really was trumpeting up at Yansanth, silly with joy. O'asismine, she said I will be great! This bliss Uktenath felt now... it was the best he'd felt since he'd found His! He'd be a great bronze, oh, yes he would - it would be terribly rude to prove Yansanth wrong, after all!

O'asis turned to look to the little dragon, startled by the unusually strong emotions he felt - and then seeing his antics, broke out into a laughing bark of surprise. "Uktenath! What's gotten into you?" he cried out cheerfully, forgetting altogether his sense of disconnect with Annelie. Shards, he'd never seen the bronze act this way!

Happy button? "Shards, ask her what it is!" O'asis exclaimed - perhaps a little too earnestly, because he really would like to know what it was that made Uktenath so happy. Just because she'd told him he would be great? There had to be more to this trick than that!

While Uktenath gradually regained his composure. Even so, the little bronze was alight with determination now; he held himself poised, but energetically. For a moment, even the fact that he had been so tired after the long walk was forgotten as he beamed his happiness up at Yansanth, baring his teeth with ferocious joy.

I will be my best, he told the Queen happily, and my best will be great. Mine will help me. And I will ask Hanumanth- ah, now he committed, of course he would ask Hanumanth! - so that I will know the way!

And now he was more eager than he could remember feeling ever. The bronze turned his head to His, prodding at him, Mine, when can we go to meet Hanumanth?

"Uh? I don't know - when we get back to the Weyr, maybe, we can ask after him," O'asis answered, a bit surprised. Did Uktenath want to leave Yansanth already, so soon after she'd made him so happy?

But no; the bronze obviously had no intention of leaving just yet. Instead, he moved over to press against the Queen, settling himself against her side before dropping down to rest. O'asis had been right, he decided; this was an excellent place to nap.

Bemused, O'asis agreed, "He quite seems to be, doesn't he?" Would it be wrong for him to be jealous of the affection the gold was getting? Probably, he decided - but shards, Uktenath never went like this around him!

The bronze cracked open one eye, focusing it balefully on His. You are not a Queen, Mine, he informed his lifemate firmly, before letting the eyelid close again. Queens received a very particular brand of attention, particularly ones who were as big and wise and kind as Yansanth, and it would not make sense if he were to treat His in such a manner. He expressed his affection appropriately for each person, the bronze felt, and that was well enough.

"Hah," O'asis answered with a silly grin. Of course, that would explain everything. Uktenath always did have a special respect for the little Queen in his clutch as well, and apparently, that meant he was willing to act silly and cozy, when with any other dragon or person, all he'd care about was maintaining his dignity and control. It made sense for the bronze - if he revered the golds as being creatures of such high rank, after all, what was the point in trying to assert himself around them? Particularly an older gold like Yansanth, who he must view as nearly god-like!

Scouting about a few moments, O'asis found a smooth-ish patch of ground in the shade and plopped his rump down, stretching out his legs in front of him. "He's got a good idea, at least. Feels like naptime to me." Yawning to accentuate his point, he stretched his arms and dropped back onto the coolness of the ground, wondering for a moment how tired he actually was, and how much of what he felt was Uktenath's weariness crossing over to him. Probably, actually falling asleep would be pretty rude, but that didn't mean he couldn't rest up just a few minutes....