LOREN
It had to be done. And it was over now. Remi would recover from this, eventually, even if Loren wouldn’t. But it was the right thing to do, and there was no going back. The summoner just waited, not daring to move until the alchemist finally spoke. The question, however, caught the Launceleyn off guard.
Almost guiltily, he looked up at the other man. ”I defer to your judgment.” It had been made abundantly clear to Loren that he should not be making any decisions about basically anything, given his ignorance and how far out of his depth he was. His voice carried traces of sorrow in it, but even so he resolved himself to stand firm in the face of Remi’s obvious distress.
Almost guiltily, he looked up at the other man. ”I defer to your judgment.” It had been made abundantly clear to Loren that he should not be making any decisions about basically anything, given his ignorance and how far out of his depth he was. His voice carried traces of sorrow in it, but even so he resolved himself to stand firm in the face of Remi’s obvious distress.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
