the firestarters always get the burns
and the good guys never get the girl
The boy isn’t too hard to find, grazing, and he nods at her as if in passing. But the white mare changes course, stopping at a talking distance, and smiles at him a bit. ”Can I ask you something, Rhaegor?”
It’s then she realizes that, even if he nods now, he next question isn’t easily answered by someone who has trouble speaking. Her ears flick back at the realization, and she sighs. Seems that she’ll have to do the talking. ”I noticed you hanging around with several girls and, well, I’m wondering if they know about each other. And if they’re only here in Hyaline for you, then I’m worried that if you’re not making a choice between them, they’ll all leave.” They still might leave if he chose one over the other, and they might still be wholly broken. But at least they would know what was up.
@[Rhaegor] I think pre-plague is the way to go here but maybe we could try and round it up quickly (: