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 | quote = "Don't think we can't hear the noises you lot make at night. We're just ignoring it. Or, mostly ignoring it? You boys are so ''lucky''."

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 ... which freaks N'ky out. He cries out too, backing up on the boulder as if he's been burnt. Tensed in uncertainty he watches Telavi from his 'safe' distance of a foot or so away from her, hands held up with long fingers spread in front of him. What'd he do? What'd ''she'' do? What's going on? Anxiously, he looks down to the ledge below them, then out across the lake, looking for something - someone? - before his worried gaze settles timidly back on the green weyrling. "T-... Telavi?"
-Solith's not in view, not in the dark and not at this distance, but the way Telavi's curled over and holding her head might just be reminiscent of certain other weyrlings in the earliest days. Her breathing comes sharp and fast until eventually it collapses into a breathy panting, ''not'' the kind heard raggedly in a different sort of dark. She may not immediately fall off the boulder or anything, but neither does she have any thought toward hanging onto the tools."
+Solith's not in view, not in the dark and not at this distance, but the way Telavi's curled over and holding her head might just be reminiscent of certain other weyrlings in the earliest days. Her breathing comes sharp and fast until eventually it collapses into a breathy panting, ''not'' the kind heard raggedly in a different sort of dark. She may not immediately fall off the boulder or anything, but neither does she have any thought toward hanging onto the tools.
 Crawling forward on his knees, N'ky reaches out for Telavi, tentatively touching her shoulder before curling his fingers around in a comforting, concerned hold. He moves to prise the chisel from her hand, then, taking advantage of the fact that he's bigger, he wraps his arms around her and hauls her against him; half pressed to his chest, half in his lap as he leans back against the boulder behind them, legs splayed out in front. "''Tela''! Tela? Wh-what's wrong? Sh-shall I get Quinlys?" Because he sure as shards doesn't have a clue!
-The chisel he can have, and for a few moment he's successful at the hauling as well despite her uncharacteristically weak protests, though with them comes a lurching sound from the other weyrling's throat like she's abruptly motion-sick. She hasn't any words to answer him with. Not until, suddenly ,her push strengthens and her voice coheres and he's going to risk an elbow if he keeps hanging on because she's trapped and she's got to get down and Telavi says it, "I've got to get down. Why did she do that? N'ky," and she starts to scramble to ''leave''.
+The chisel he can have, and for a few moment he's successful at the hauling as well despite her uncharacteristically weak protests, though with them comes a lurching sound from the other weyrling's throat like she's abruptly motion-sick. She hasn't any words to answer him with. Not until, suddenly, her push strengthens and her voice coheres and he's going to risk an elbow if he keeps hanging on because she's trapped and she's got to get down and Telavi says it, "I've got to get down. Why did she do that? N'ky," and she starts to scramble to ''leave''.
 There's no risk of N'ky holding on, because that ''sound'' makes him all too happy to release her. He doesn't get it at first, until the ''why did she do that?'' And then, he ''thinks'' he can understand. "S-Solith? D-did she make you f-f-feel sick?" Extra stammering because he's nervous; he takes a moment to get his thoughts together. "C-Cailluneth does it to me, too - it's -o-ok, it's j-just in your head..."
-It's a nod, or maybe a shake of her head, but maybe somewhere N'ky's words do sink in for later even as Telavi's sliding down the boulders and then later half-stumbling down the stairs, basket and notes and blankets forgotten. The hammer's disappeared along the way, too, unless he took that as well. When he catches up, if he catches up, he'll find her some distance from the edge of the water, Solith looking at her through several-lidded eyes but not touching. Yes, Tela threw up. But at least she didn't throw up on him, and if he's at all careful, he won't step in it! Getting back to the barracks should, by comparison, be easy.
+It's a nod, or maybe a shake of her head, but maybe somewhere N'ky's words do sink in for later even as Telavi's sliding down the boulders and then afterward half-stumbling down the stairs, basket and notes and blankets forgotten. The hammer's disappeared along the way, too, unless he took that as well. When he catches up, if he catches up, he'll find her some distance from the edge of the water, Solith looking at her through several-lidded eyes but not touching. Yes, Tela threw up. But at least she didn't throw up on him, and if he's at all careful, he won't step in it! Getting back to the barracks should, by comparison, be easy.
 N'ky, luckily, has longer legs than Telavi. It doesn't take him long to clamber down after her and catch up, flustered and panicked and absolutely clueless as to what's going on. When he gets close and sees the weyrling with Solith that he stops, keeping a few metres between them and... watching. The moonlight doesn't highlight that she's been sick until he finally approaches, and then he's all softly-softly, apologetic and sympathetic. "O-oh, Telavi," he murmurs soothingly, carefully skirting the mess. "Are you o-ok?" A gentle hand rests on her shoulder as he peers down at her, then at Solith.
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 Dragon> To Solith, Cailluneth's sleeping presence is roused, worried yellow-green whirling across the coolness of her moonlight mind as she reaches for Solith. An unspoken question asks if everything's alright, a suggestion of green appearing to represent Telavi.
-At least Telavi's reply is coherently garbled even in its unhappiness, along the lines of, ''No, absolutely not, no.''' Also, it seems she wants him to know, her mouth tastes ''wretched''. Clutching for his arm, she clumsily makes for the barracks, every now and again giving Solith a wary look. For her part, to Cailluneth, the normally breezy green's instead tangible turbulence, by now navigable but every now and again jolting with another gust. She stays where she is until they're well past her, but by the time they make it further along, there she is up ahead again. And again, until they're just shy of the threshold and Tela lets N'ky free at last. "I don't want them to notice," she whispers, and she must be all right, for she even thinks to pull back her hair. "Sorry." She goes in, and Solith goes in, but Telavi doesn't touch her dragon, and she forgets to ask ''him'' not to tell.
+At least Telavi's reply is coherently garbled even in its unhappiness, along the lines of, ''No, absolutely not, no.'' Also, it seems she wants him to know, her mouth tastes ''wretched''. Clutching for his arm, she clumsily makes for the barracks, every now and again giving Solith a wary look. For her part, to Cailluneth, the normally breezy green's instead tangible turbulence, by now navigable but every now and again jolting with another gust. She stays where she is until they're well past her, but by the time they make it further along, there she is up ahead again. And again, until they're just shy of the threshold and Tela lets N'ky free at last. "I don't want them to notice," she whispers, and she must be all right, for she even thinks to pull back her hair. "Sorry." She goes in, and Solith goes in, but Telavi doesn't touch her dragon, and she forgets to ask ''him'' not to tell.
 A sturdy leaning-post all the way back to the barracks, with an arm wrapped comfortingly around Telavi's shoulder to steady her. When she lets go so does he, and he looks at her with concern creasing his brow. He nods when she says she wants no-one to notice, then shakes his head dismissively when she apologises. "It's alright, T-Tela." He doesn't get to watch the pair for long before Cailluneth emerges from their couch, eyes whirling worriedly as she bounds towards him. "It's alright, Cailluneth," he echoes, soothing her with gentle fingers along her headknobs; she's big enough now to have to bow his head for him to do so. Without another spoken word, he leads his green back out along the way that he's just come in with Telavi, no doubt to go and collect the abandoned things.

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