15.Sep.23, 03:38 AM
Wynera gave a little squeak at the short compliment that startled her. At least, it did sound like a genuine one and not sarcasm. She was debating whether or not she should say thank you since it wasn't like she wrote it or maybe explain where she learned the song when the owner of the voice came into view and all thoughts scattered. "Geric! I wasn't expecting you. Not that I knew who to expect. I just knew someone would be joining me." Why was she rambling? Was she being awkward? Why? Just because they had hooked up a few times in the past and didn't cross paths too much in the day to day life of the Weyr didn't mean there was anything to be ashamed of, especially given the fun they had had. Right? It wasn't just her? No! She wasn't going to be one of those girls that doubted herself after the fact. It was fun for both of them with no strings attached, and they were both busy people with different friend groups so getting together for normal interactions didn't always work out.
But she was happy to see him as he was attractive and genuinely seemed like a good person. So he earned a smile as she swapped out carrots again. "I like cooking so I always jump at the chance to help out, even if I'm usually relegated to peeling, chopping, or stirring. You wouldn't think it, but stirring the large pots is quite the work out! Not as much as churning butter." Wynera made a face at the task she did her best to avoid. It usually meant getting up early and was exhausting. "Mylorah actually volunteered for that job regularly before she Impressed. It's why she has such nice arms." Her sister had nice everything if she was being honest in the way she compared herself regularly to the older woman, but Geric was probably already aware of that. It was hard not to notice Mylorah.
"Anyway, I volunteer a lot in the stables as well so I hope the horses understand my absence lately." While horses didn't communicate like dragons, thanks to Fetch, Wynera was convinced they were intelligent and had their own ways of conveying emotions and recognised people and even had their favourites. "Do you ride?"
But she was happy to see him as he was attractive and genuinely seemed like a good person. So he earned a smile as she swapped out carrots again. "I like cooking so I always jump at the chance to help out, even if I'm usually relegated to peeling, chopping, or stirring. You wouldn't think it, but stirring the large pots is quite the work out! Not as much as churning butter." Wynera made a face at the task she did her best to avoid. It usually meant getting up early and was exhausting. "Mylorah actually volunteered for that job regularly before she Impressed. It's why she has such nice arms." Her sister had nice everything if she was being honest in the way she compared herself regularly to the older woman, but Geric was probably already aware of that. It was hard not to notice Mylorah.
"Anyway, I volunteer a lot in the stables as well so I hope the horses understand my absence lately." While horses didn't communicate like dragons, thanks to Fetch, Wynera was convinced they were intelligent and had their own ways of conveying emotions and recognised people and even had their favourites. "Do you ride?"