LOREN
Phoebe was being understanding. Too understanding: Loren hadn’t meant for her to interpret in the way it seemed she had. ”No. You should be mad at me.” Everyone should hate him, and the fact that they didn’t, that they continued to be so weirdly understanding about his return continued to bother him. He didn’t feel like he’d answered for his sins nearly enough.
At the healer’s question, the summoner’s eyes flicked towards her. Given how their introduction had gone—poorly, at least until he’d managed to talk her down—and given the topic that had set her off, he didn’t know if this was safe to talk about the reason he was here to begin with. Still, she’d asked. ”I was coming to help secure the temple for LongNight.” He watched her, warily, for any sign of an adverse reaction.
At the healer’s question, the summoner’s eyes flicked towards her. Given how their introduction had gone—poorly, at least until he’d managed to talk her down—and given the topic that had set her off, he didn’t know if this was safe to talk about the reason he was here to begin with. Still, she’d asked. ”I was coming to help secure the temple for LongNight.” He watched her, warily, for any sign of an adverse reaction.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
