LOREN
Loren accepted Remi’s hug gratefully, if not gracefully. Drained as he was from the intense healing, the summoner just let himself be pulled into the alchemist, basically getting dragged across the ground; as the wing and hand encircled the Launceleyn he wrapped his own free hand around the other man. ”Don’t say anything. And no thanks necessarily. I was just...making things right.” For once, Loren could say that and be sure he was telling the absolute truth.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
