The white sheep of the family
Sighing again, the summoner rubbed at his temples. ”Then I’m sorry for upsetting you.” At this point, his voice came out more dull than anything else, given the number of times he’d apologized in this conversation alone.
As Remi admitted that Abasi had talked about their relationship, though, Loren’s eyes snapped up. ”He...he did? Really?” Although it was probably inappropriate, he couldn’t keep the incredulous joy and hope from creeping into his tone. Coughing to cover his embarrassment, the Launceleyn rubbed a palm against his thigh. ”I’ll uh, I’ll talk to him.” Even though he knew he shouldn’t, he smiled a little.
It slipped away as the other man flung another accusation. ”Maybe. But I also legitimately thought it’s what you needed. Wanted.” The summoner held up his hands in a placating gesture. ”Okay. Then...let’s sit down? The three of us?” His voice came out tentatively, but with a little bit of hope as well.
As Remi admitted that Abasi had talked about their relationship, though, Loren’s eyes snapped up. ”He...he did? Really?” Although it was probably inappropriate, he couldn’t keep the incredulous joy and hope from creeping into his tone. Coughing to cover his embarrassment, the Launceleyn rubbed a palm against his thigh. ”I’ll uh, I’ll talk to him.” Even though he knew he shouldn’t, he smiled a little.
It slipped away as the other man flung another accusation. ”Maybe. But I also legitimately thought it’s what you needed. Wanted.” The summoner held up his hands in a placating gesture. ”Okay. Then...let’s sit down? The three of us?” His voice came out tentatively, but with a little bit of hope as well.
Will blood tell
