Teiha
After six turns in the Weyr, L'fer would like to say that he knew the names of every rider in it. But recently, with the influx of dragons returning to the Weyr, there were simply some riders he never crossed paths with.
Which is why it wasn't until he saw their names on a roster that he even realized the two of them were here. As much as he wanted to believe his old friends had a change of heart and chose to join the Weyr in the fight against thread, he knew them too well. Which left the question, why were they? What exactly was Ambrin's angle here? He still considered the two of them friends, though he acknowledged that they might not feel the same about him. He never said goodbye when he left. He never said anything at all.. Just up and ran one night. But however bad he felt over that, and however he thought of them personally, this was his home now. And he wasn't going to let them take advantage of it.
The matter was complicated, however, by the fact that he had recently been promoted to wingleader, and they were in a different wing. If they were both the same rank, he could confront him about it any time he wanted. Two riders arguing was hardly a cause for alarm. But he couldn't just go around interrogating other wings' riders two days into his new post. Not if he wanted to keep it for long. He didn't want to bring it up with V'lik, however. At least not until he got a chance to talk to them first. He'd been given a second chance here. They had every right to the same. And maybe he was wrong.. Maybe they wren't planning anything.. But somehow he doubted it.
He waited until he had the chance to run into one of them in passing, somewhere they weren't likely to be overheard. "Ambrin!" he called, catching the brownrider's attention. Whatever he was here for, L'fer still couldn't help smiling. He did miss them. "Long time no see."
