Bab 749: In A Friend's House...

Bashenga would likely never be like his siblings or the rest of his family. 

He wasn't overly sentimental. He had never voluntarily given them a hug or said anything positive that was not dripping with sarcastic wit. 

Certain things were just hard to overcome, and he just wasn't that kind of dragon. 

And yet, that didn't make him any less close to his family. Everyone knew that he loved them the best he could.

They were always willing to meet him halfway.

He still didn't understand all of their sentiment- or why they insisted on giving it to him despite his numerous rejections. 

But the centuries had brought acceptance for him. This familial warmth that he believed himself to be above had come to be something he expected. Something he valued. 

Even if he himself had yet to realize that yet.

Bashenga didn't know why he suddenly knocked that house over.