If you would like me to join your herd, Caldar, you can just say so.
“Oh! I-! Um-! Yeah! I mean that’d be cool if you wanted to-” He managed to surprisedly blurt out with his natural lack of grace, never having guessed this would be how casually he managed to invite someone to live in the Ridge with him. Further he never might’ve thought his blundering way of stumbling through conversations would convince a pretty girl to come home with him. Instead of feeling relieved that he might’ve successfully recruited his first member he only felt even more nervous. This made things serious (as if his father naming he and Renvari as Ridge leaders did not) and he really, really hoped he was capable of all these things his parents thought he was. As Atlantis prince he shouldn’t have any doubt in his mind, but unfortunately it seemed all Calder was filled with was anxiety.
(Ironically his namesake had been the exact same way, not that he had ever met him or been told that by his mother.)
Hush asked if it rained in the Ridge and Calder nodded quickly. “It does,” he said, “especially during the summer months.” His blue eyes swept away from her at last to glance up at the dark, swirling clouds, seeing the little droplets of rain pelting down from above. One splattered right on the corner of his eye and he squinted, dropping his thick head to rub his eye on his knee and then looked back at Hush. “The spot I live, the Ridge, is more jungle than it is open beach, though there’s still some good beaches you can find.” Calder did not notice it himself, but when he spoke about the Ridge all the social awkwardness he’d worn seemed to slip away and he talked animated and excited, his clear love of his home all too easy to pick up on. “When it rains there’s this trail up into the cliffside my brother and I found once, it’s wide enough that you don’t walk the ledge so you don’t have to worry about falling, but the higher you climb the more you can watch the rain fall out over the jungle. It’s really pretty to see.” His eyes brightened. “Especially if you stay until after the rain, there’s a spot the sun filters in perfectly and makes one of the pretties rainbows I’ve ever seen.”
He smiled, then realized he’d been prattling on just to answer one little question she asked and blinked a few times. Further, maybe a leader wasn’t supposed to talk about seeing pretty rainbows? That did not sound very “macho” of him, after all. He cleared his throat and asked, “Did it rain a lot where you’re from?” He figured maybe it’d be nice of him to try to find some things about her, too.
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