"Pio, it doesn't matter. Finish eating though." Scipio nodded around a mouth full of food and continued to eat, watching Silveria undress in front of him. He averted his eyes for a moment, but couldn't help but allow them to slid back to her thinly clothed body. She was beautiful, her flowing blue hair the most entrancing thing he had ever laid eyes on. Not only was it such a unique color, but it was soft, like tendrils of actual running water.
He loved to watch her transform. No mater how many times he saw it he was always entranced, amazed by the shifting between dragon and girl. As her form began to grow and shift, Scipio finished up the last of his toast and set his tray down, allowing her room to stretch out her wings. Then, she drung into the sky with one mighty push of her wings, soaring high before folding them in for a dive. He watched her plummet through the sky straight for the water, cutting into the liquid like a knife through paper. The resounding splash sent a wave over the bank, soaking him up to his knees. But he paid that no mind, already pulling his loose shirt over his head and removing his boots.
Silveria leapt from the water and landed along the bank, her beautiful scales shimmering millions of shades under the sun now that they were wet. Scipio smiled warmly at her, stepping forward just as she lowered her neck to him. He ran a hand over her smooth scales, watching as the colors shifted under his touch.
"I know I say this every time Silv, but wow. You're absolutely amazing" He mumbled, then ran his hand down to the light scles underneath her to rub at a spot that he knew she loved, "Alright then, into the water we go"
Scipio released her and grabbed the tendrils of loose scales that fell from her head, pulling himself up onto her slippery form. He tucked his legs safely against her shoulders, using the muscles asa foot hold. Once he felt secure, he leaned his body down against hers and grabbed the scales once more, "Alright, shall we see how fast you can go?"
The white haired teen paid his partner no mind as he ate his meal with vigor. If there was one thing Kirill truly enjoyed, it was a plate full of meat. Eshe never really took part in his continues eating, but she did seem to understand that he needed it. Often, just for the fun of it, Kirill would go hunting in his dragon form. While is disgusted others, he actually enjoyed the taste of raw meet. Only as a dragon, of course, raw meat would make his current form sick.
He finished up the bacon and chanced a glance up at his partner as she answered his question. So soon? He pondered, taking a break from the food to stare at her, We will stay at the castle then. I am...nervous, to be honest. He glanced down at his food, poking at the pile of ham before ripping off a piece to eat.
Never would he ever admit that to anyone else, but with the link he shared with Eshe he did not doubt that she could not feel the tension leaking off him. He had spent his whole childhood ridiculed and only when he was brought here was he able to actually make something of himself. The trials, whenever they may be, would finally grant him that final moment of power, the moment where he could shove his accomplishments in every single Kalium residents face.
Before Eshe could comment of his moment of openness, Kirill deemed he had eaten enough. The ham, bacon, and half the sausages were gone, and he had no doubt he would eat more for lunch.
"Shall we fly?" He asked out loud, standing up from his seat, "Just near the citadel, nothing to far. I need to stretch my wings, and I would like you with me"