LOREN
Loren found himself sliding down the counter until he was sitting on the floor. Drawing his legs to his chest and hugging them, he rested his chin on his knees, trying to get his tears under some semblance of control. ”I know. I...tried to make it right, but I didn’t know what to say and I guess just assumed I’d ruined what little chance I had.” So maybe he hadn’t tried that hard. Opening his eyes at Remi’s next comment, the librarian looked up at the alchemist with pathetic hope. ”It doesn’t?” From where the summoner was sitting, he didn’t see a way forward from here.A beggar's book
outworths
a noble's blood
