Petal 03 -- Open to Action

[shylyintrepid]

[When the feed starts, Jehan is clearly not in his cabin. He's down by the shore.

And he's been crying. His voice is hoarse and when he speaks, his accent is a bit thicker than usual]

If...if anyone else knew Zane, son of Venus, he...

[He wants to say "died". Died would be so much easier than the truth]

He was a...he was an agent of the Red Room. This entire time. He...he was here to spy on us.

[And he cuts the IM. As he does, you can see him break down yet again. It's going to be a long time before he recovers from this heartbreak]

Comments

[shylyintrepid]

[The look on his face is one of sheer horror]

Um, no, no. I won't be fathering anyone or anything. I babysat them. Raised them for a few days, but I didn't father them.

[wokethedragon]

[Dany looks at him as if she's a little hurt - she feels she was bestowing a big compliment to him.]

They thought you their father during that time, just as they think me their mother, Jehan.

[shylyintrepid]

I raised them, then. Fathering...euh, it usually means that the guy's the biological parent of the baby and...I'm not going to be anyone's biological parent.

[wokethedragon]

I am not their biological mother, but I am still their mother.

[Now she's just frowning a bit.]

I was attempting to compliment you.

[shylyintrepid]

...oh.

[He blushes]

I'm sorry. I misunderstood.

[wokethedragon]

It is fine.

[Really, though, Dany doesn't dole out compliments unless she really means them. This is a big deal for her. She touches a hand to his shoulder.]

...would you like to see Rhaegal breathe fire? I have been working with him...

[shylyintrepid]

[He smiles]

Yes, please!

[wokethedragon]

[she nods, standing up, leaving the dragon on his lap.]

Would you mind him for a moment? I'd need to go to the cabin to get some meat...

[Jehan is one of the four people at camp she would allow to stay with her dragons alone, along with Leo, Natalie, and Enjolras.]

[shylyintrepid]

Of course.

[He scratches behind Rhaegel's "ears" as she stands.

When she comes back, he and the dragon are on the ground playing a little. Jehan's even laughing]

[wokethedragon]

[She comes back with scraps of barbecue she'd saved from dinner last night. Dragons prefer to cook their own food, but they also like it more charred than most people.

She watches Jehan and her green dragon for a moment, smiling fondly.]

But you only raised him.

[She sits down next to Jehan, calling the dragon over by clucking her tongue to get his attention.]

[shylyintrepid]

[Rhaegel wanders to his mother, stepping on Jehan's stomach and getting a groan from the boy]

I did!

[He laughs, sitting up]

He started it.

[wokethedragon]

You should feel lucky I've left you with Rhaegal and not Drogon, then.

[The green dragon was much, much shyer and friendlier than her rambunctious black dragon.]

Rhaegal. Fotia.

[She holds out the meat to him, and he chars the meat to a crisp, though the blast of orange and green fire is only seconds long. Her hands are unaffected.]

[shylyintrepid]

[Jehan laughs, excited by the fire]

Oh, he's getting so big! That's impressive, petit vert!

[wokethedragon]

He's beautiful. Did you know, each dragon can breathe a different color of flame?

[shylyintrepid]

Really? I imagine Drogon's is dark? And Viserion's is...well, white fire doesn't exist.

[wokethedragon]

That's right, and his flame is hottest. Viserion breathes fire like molten gold.

[shylyintrepid]

I bet it's lovely.

[wokethedragon]

Everything about my dragons is lovely, Jehan.

[shylyintrepid]

Oh, yes, of course, but I imagine that is particularly eye-catching.

[wokethedragon]

I will have to bring all three of them to show you at some point in time, then.

[For now, she scoops Rhaegal up into her arms, pressing a light kiss to the top of the little dragon's head.]

[shylyintrepid]

[He smiles. So cute.]

That'd be nice, though not near my cabin please.

[Jehan laughs before he gestures to Dany's hair]

Want me to fix your braids?

[wokethedragon]

I will do my best to not burn down your cabin, nor will I have them raze your gardens. They only breathe flame on my command, and only when I command them in Greek.

[She nods a little, turning so he has better access.]

Would you?

[shylyintrepid]

Flowers or no?

[wokethedragon]

Yes. I do so love the flowers you grow, Jehan.

[shylyintrepid]

[He smiles, pleased, and stands up]

Then let's move closer to the trees. Daisies can't grow on sand.