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Dezani had just gotten back from Sauti himself after doing a favor for his father. Now that he'd been allowed to become a rider instead of a beast tamer, Dezani really didn't mind doing an errand for him every now and then. As long as it didn't become a full time ordeal. Things were slow with him and Raiha at the moment as far as training went. She was still getting used to him, and he was still figuring out just what he needed to teach her to be the best mount. Lost in his own thoughts, the lancer didn't realize anything too out of the ordinary until Raiha started to squawk at something in the grass.

"What? What is it girl?" He questioned, following the bird to the spot it had insisted on going. In the grass sat a younger Leafling girl, and Dezani couldn't help but laugh. He really hoped Raiha hadn't thought she was her next meal. "Are you okay, miss?"

"Oh Raiha? I rescued her from a trap," he started to explain, while said kinfa gave another squawk and settled down next to the younger girl. "I was out dealing with my father's traps when I found her foot caught in one. I guess she saw something she liked and decided to go for it and got herself stuck. One of these days she'll get big enough to where I can actually practicing riding her. Won't you girl?" he cooed to the bird, sitting down beside the two of them.

"What brings you so far out here? Running errands or simply adventuring?" he asked curiously. He had been her age when he was running errands for his father, but hopefully if that were the case she was doing it willingly and not because one of her family members had insisted she do it.

"I've been traveling a lot for some time now. Even before I really left home. My father always had me running errands in Sauti and such for him. Trapping business and all that. But yeah, hopefully I'll ride Raiha one day. If she lets me. And if not then well, I have a great companion either way." Dezani blushed a little, embarrassed about talking about himself so much. He hadn't meant to or anything. It had just sort of happened, especially when it came to talking about his precious Raiha. He knew the girl's father was a healer and she was helping him out. That was about it. He felt really rude now.

"So enough about me and Raiha here! What's your name? What do you like to do? Do you plan on becoming a healer like your father?" he questioned, hoping to learn more about her.

same here, i think Dezani grew? XD so if you don't need this req and want to cancel just let me know.

Noo I'd love to continue, I just feel so bad making everyone wait for months upon months for responses ;-;

It was rare enough that Padma met truly polite people. Normally she was content to sit quietly by and let the louder, more raucous ones do the talking - leaving her in a position where she could react as she wished. However that meant, in cases like this where both she and her talking companion were more quiet and wary in their conversation, that the words became stilted and somewhat awkward. In moments like this, Padma could almost imagine her sister Ujana rolling her eyes and giving her a shove forward, insisting that Padma was obnoxious and talkative enough most of the time, and that her silence really didn't suit her.

The memory was bittersweet, as she hadn't seen or heard from Ujana or her mother in quite some time. But even so, she laughed at the thought, then shaking her head at his apologies. "Charmed, Dezani. Raiha." She turned to look down at the small kinfa, smiling at how cute the bird was, still somewhat startled to realize that they grew. Then again maybe it was foolish to think they'd stay so cute forever.

"Oh hush! You've traveled from Tale to Sauti by yourself, as you've said - rescued poor little damsels in distress-" She gestured to the kinfa with a soft laugh, "That's quite a story already! You're too modest, Dezani."

Padma wanted to insist, she really did. He had come through other lands, had been outside the sphere of a parent's influence. Had some measure of control of his lot in life, even if it was only 'when do I leave town, and where do I go next?' In a way, that measure of freedom was terrifying to her; she'd always been somewhat sheltered by her overprotective father, but ever since her sister's disappearance, it had only gotten worse.

She didn't dislike healing, or that she had a measure of skill doing it. But... becoming a healer, would that mean she stayed here, in Yera, with her father? She winced at the thought, murmuring a half-hearted thank you, even if she noted his realization of bringing the subject back up, rushing to rectify it. "...Thank you. I do sew, a little-- spirits!" Padma had made a sweeping motion with her hand, brushing a stray lock of hair from her eyes, only to remember that she had yet to properly wash her hands, after coming in contact with that toxic Jauhar plant.

While she didn't know if it would actually spread the stinging, red rash to her face, she still scrambled to stand, pinching her eyes closed and holding her hands out, far from her torso. "Spirits, I'm so stupid-- there's a, um... a stream! Just... just over there." She gestured, vaguely, towards her right, wrinkling her nose at her own foolishness. "Can you bring me to it ? Please??"