S'en has made the same crucial mistake that every candidate, rider or anyone really that came to the Weyr had their own business. Everything was Nandeli's business, and the sooner that the bronzerider comes to understand this key point the better. Besides, if he was really that secretive he shouldn't have Impressed a bronze. Not that that was his choice, mind you, but there you have it.
"Well of course Kanath doesn't understand," Nandeli replies as though it's The Most Obvious Thing Ever. "He's just a baby. He doesn't need to understand girls yet. There's lots of other things he has to get used to before he can get used to girls. Don't worry, the Weyrlingmaster will teach you everything." She waved her hand dismissively. Word on the wing was that they were getting a new Candidatemaster too. Nan made a mental note to go follow that rumour whenever she had a free moment.
"And I didn't say anything about needing a girl, but having a girl adds a totally different dimension to things. You were saying that you love being alone, but since you're never alone then your argument is pretty invalid. And you can say that you've never even looked at a girl, but I don't believe you. You're a male, for one, a bronzerider for two and more than ten Turns old for three." She held up three fingers to emphasize her point. "But I suppose you're going to have to go through some denial before the truth comes out. Don't worry though! If you ever need any guidance you can always come to me."
Nandeli flashed S'en one of her trademark mega-watt grins and hopped off the trunk. "Well it was nice talking to you! Enjoy your weyrling lessons and take good care of each other!" She wiggled her fingers in a wave before practically bouncing out the way she had come. S'en had done well for his first encounter with the Nose. Hopefully he would be better prepared for more.
