It was so easy and normal to have a family meal that Merinna's heart felt heavy in her chest. The boys were making her miss her brother and the image of Locke in an apron would probably remain one of her favorite memories. She smiled at them when they finished bickering, "My brother taught me to do it like this,"
she paused, holding up her sandwich, "Dunk it in and say '1 Faranth' in your head. Though perhaps... '1 Goddess' would work better for you guys?"
in either case, the girl demonstrated by repeating her dunking action and showing that the bread was still crispy before she bit the soup-dunked area. The crackle of the toasted bread when she bit it gave her goosebumps... it was one of her favorite sounds and flavors.
When Locke returned with the small glass of sweet wine Rin carefully emptied her vial into the glass and took a gulp. Half of the wine was gone with it, but she found that it was actually very nice tasting. "It's a lot better than the wine they were giving me in the Infirmary. It was very... medicinal tasting. And not because of the fellis either."
she smiled and finished her medicine as she had promised to do before following it with water and more soup.
Returning to the conversation, though, Rin looked up with a sheepish smile, "No... it was actually stupid but I appreciate the encouragement. See, I had just recently come to the Weyr and I don't have a lot of family here. My aunty is a Searchrider and I'm staying in the Candidate Barracks... I got lonely one night and snuck out after curfew and I ended up accidentally sneaking up on Wraith. He bit me because I wasn't where I was supposed to be when I got lost looking for Aunty Syra. It really was my fault... I can't blame Wraith when I wouldn't have been hurt if I'd stayed in bed."
Finch seemed like the quiet type and Merinna felt special that he had spoken so much to her in one go, so she gave him a genuine smile -- especially because Asa would have loved Finch as much as he had loved Voss.
She listened as Finch told her why he wanted to be a dragonrider and ride green, her hearth clenched in response. Without realizing it, Rin's eyes dropped to her bracelet where she fiddled with the braided hair there, "I wanted to be a dragonrider for my brother, too. It was his dream to ride through the skies of Pern and when Aunty told me I could be a Candidate and get away from... all the bad memories, I took it and came here. I think it's wonderful that you want to honor your father that way. I'm sure the perfect dragon will find you one day and you can make that dream come true."
The longer Rin spent with the children that Locke had adopted as his own, the more she wished she could have more dinners and time with them. She missed her family and being alone at the Weyr was hard for her to adjust to. She'd always been part of a group of friends, or with Asa and Voss... the adjustment was hard -- especially since she'd spent so much time since coming to Atricis in the Infirmary that she hadn't had a lot of time to make new friends her age, or friends with her Candidate group. Rin shook her head to clear it again, memories had tried to surface once again but she didn't want to get bogged down in the past. Instead she took some deep breaths and compartmentalized her emotions to deal with later. Taking a deep breath she let her enjoyment of lunch surface again. "I think I'd be happy no matter what color chose me, though. Asa really liked female dragons, so maybe one day a female one will choose me."
She herself had quickly fallen in love with Sandalphonth, a zultanite, and secretly she would have loved to help her future dragon take care of eggs.
Our brokenness summons light into the deepest crevices in our hearts.
And we remember the people who show up in our darkest hours.
Hold yourself back, or heal yourself back together. You decide.