“How’d the Flight go?”
His voice, from behind her, made every muscle tighten up slowly in her body. She didn’t turn her head, focusing instead on the curled up Blue dragon on the ledge outside. “Oh? You remembered? I didn’t think you cared.”
She heard her own voice - harsh, cold, hurt - and cursed herself. She was better than that; she could hide her emotions better than that. He didn’t need to know how much his not appearing had hurt her.
“Of course I remembered. Why wouldn’t-“
Elora rocketed to her feet as Saphireth dove from the top of the ledge, running out to where she had been sitting. N’kio’s feet echoed behind her as she looked down.
Below her, Saphireth snarled and her claw snuck out, whacking black Metanath on the face.You didn’t show up!
“Saphireth!” Elora looked down at her dragon, clapping a hand over her mouth. She had known she had been upset - they both had been - but this was something she had been hiding.
You left me to some dragon I didn’t know! And you! Saphireth’s head swung up, her eyes whirling angrily and locking on the redheaded sailor behind Elora. You left her to fuck some-
“That’s enough, Saphireth!”
Her dragon and her stared at each other for a second before Saphireth pushed off the ground, flying towards the other side of the Bowl and away from Metanath. Elora felt a pull to follow, to walk away from N’kio.
It was never that easy.
“Elora, I-I didn’t think you’d want me there.”
“Yeah, well, maybe you should have asked.”
She took a deep breath, consoling her emotions, pushing to the side. She could compose herself, build a wall between her and her emotions, wear a mask, just like she used to.
It would hurt her.
It would hurt him.
And right now, she wanted him to hurt.
“Don’t worry about it!” Her voice suddenly chipper, she turned her body, tossing her hair over her shoulder. Bright smile, bright eyes, standing up posture. “I should have known better. Truly.”
She saw the confusion in her eyes at the change of posture. Good. Let him be confused.
Let him see her flirt with other people and go back to the way things used to be.
It wasn’t like he cared.
She should have known better.