Truth be told, Forseti couldn’t say he was looking forward to yet another meeting. It was rare, if ever, that he could say he looked forward to meetings; they seemed to alternate between dull enough to sleep and everyone has very different opinions that they are very stubbornly defending and they are all wrong. So, when he lands outside the temple and spies some bright red eyes - well. It’s a welcome distraction to say the least.
“Hey!” he called back, and if there’s an extra sparkle in his eye, spring in his step, or flap of his hands as he also races to greet the young dragon - well. That’s between him and himself. Upon reaching him, Forseti bounces on the ball of his heels, as though to drain himself of excess energy. “Yes! Of course I’m back! How’re you?”
His grin falters at the mention of the meeting. “Huh. There sure was, huh…” Forseti trails off, blinking down at the younger dragon. Maybe he’s projecting, just a little, but it doesn’t seem like the kid’s any more enthusiastic about the meeting than he is.
“Oh, they’re always boring - believe me, I know,” he says, closing his eyes as he waves his hand and huffs. A moment later, his hand freezes midair, and one eye cracks open. “Something fun, you say? Well. Oh, what should I do, a boring ol’ stuffy meeting, too boring for kids like you, or something fun, that the others will surely get on my case for later…”
He puts a hand to his chin and taps one foot, putting on a show of this being some great debate, when in his heart, he already knows the answer. “…Oh, who am I kidding. What sorta fun are we talking here, kid?”
It wasn’t as if anyone there really expected him to be responsible, after all. And even if they did, well. Would anyone be able to blame him for trying to keep the kid occupied?
Xane was absolutely thrilled to hear it -- which was clearly evident in the smile creeping across his face.
Oh, he knew Gotoh would say it was bad. But he couldn’t bring himself to care if Forseti didn’t either.
“It’s a tree!” He realized that was a very poor description, and frowned thoughtfully. “...It’s a big tree? It’s all gnarled and stuff. I wanted to try gettin’ to the top...” It was a tough sort of task for a tiny human-shaped being. But Forseti was a larger human-shaped being, and sometimes a whole dragon.
“If you gotta go to the meeting, I can wait. I’ll be okay.” Xane wasn’t really smiling about it, but he was doing his best not to look put out. “‘Cause... what if Gotoh says you can’t come back ‘n’ do stuff? Then I’d be all bored again.”
He fiddled with the edge of his shirt as he talked. “You’re cool, y’know. Other people don’t listen to me so often.” Which, frankly, seemed unfair for a dragon of his many hundreds of years old. “How come you don’t wanna be doin’ that boring stuff everyone else does?”
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