Millitimed to Way Back When

[balletrat]

- Lockheed?

*Meg's voice is quiet, and a little worried. She doesn't want to disturb the dragon - but Kitty did ask her to watch out for him, and she intends to do her job.

Anyways, she needs his help.*

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[prydeful]

Their tears evaporate quickly.

Not as quickly as Lockheed's now shedding them.

English is beyond him, just long, low, lonely sounds.

He wants Kit.

Who ALWAYS ATE THE BEST OF THE CHOCOLATES.

He would give them to her, now, if she were here.

[balletrat]

*Meg lets the scarf drop from her hand, helplessly.*

Desolee, *she whispers.*

[prydeful]

He's sniffling.




Now would be a good time to cuddle, Meg.

[balletrat]

*Still very hesitantly, Meg lifts a hand to Lockheed, and strokes the top of his head.

She doesn't want to invade his personal space. But.

(She kind of needs to cuddle too.)*

[prydeful]

Dragons are very affectionate, in general, relationships with their humans' mates aside.

That's probably while Heed, still making sad, keening noises, shifts into her lap.

Slowly and sniffling and curling up into a small, purple ball once he has.

[balletrat]

*It is a mark of how much Meg is missing Kitty - and knows that 'Heed is missing Kitty, too - that she does not even remember that awkward occasion when Heed decided that she was just the attractive female dragon of his dreams.

And so she keeps on petting him, and closes her eyes - though she doesn't cry.*

[prydeful]

The thing is--

He doesn't remember either.

Just keens, and stays close to her.

He wants his human.

He thinks the Fluffy Blonde One does too.