As Weyrleader, there were certain things that L'van was able to do, and oft en had to in order to see to the health and well being of the Wings. One of those things he'd had to do in the past, and was in the process of tending to now, was reshuffling some of the Wings and their members, if only to keep things balanced at all levels of flights.
Of course, he was usually careful about placing certain people in Wings together, for obvious reasons. Sometimes it couldn't be helped, and more often than not there weren't issues. Lately for him, it was become more difficult to hold back from doing this due to the fact that more of his family were transferring to New Atricis. Good for him, he adored the fact, but considering he didn't want there to b e complications among any of them...
Which is why he was upset with himself the next day when he realized he'd shuffled one of his son's into the same Wing as one of his daughters, and only come to realize it when he'd checked the order of things after branding it all official and sending out notices the day before. It was too late by then to do anything about it, except he could give one of them a head's up, and he intended to do exactly that.
Zen... The bronze was asleep still, as he usually was between morning and midday, curled up as he was with Soquilith. I need you to speak with Issormoth. See if his rider is awake and if she is, ask her to meet me in my office. He thought of something else and then added, See if she's eaten today yet, if you would. They hadn't spent much time together as of late. If she hadn't eaten yet, he'd order some things from the kitchens, and if she was amiable after their talk, maybe they could catch up over a brunch together.
The bronze, for his part, didn't speak to Issormoth as his rider asked. Apparently L'van had forgotten about his habit of speaking to Lerina directly. After yawning and snuggling in close to his mate, the dragon gently touched the mind of the young woman without letting his rider hear.