The white sheep of the family
Shrugging, Loren tapped his foot against the ground. ”It doesn’t hurt.” Then, the Launceleyn buried his head in his hands. ”I didn’t ask for that exactly. And...I didn’t...I didn’t act on it until you...you told me to move on.” Raising his gaze, he bit his lip as he met Remi’s eyes. ”Or at least...I don’t know. I thought that…” Cutting off his words, the summoner rubbed his eyes. ”I don’t know what I thought. Maybe I didn't think. Probably I didn't think.” Glancing away, he found his palms rubbing against his thighs
At the explanation about Phoebe, though, he snapped his head back to the alchemist. Loren’s jaw dropped, and it stayed that way for an embarrassingly long time. When he finally snapped it closed, he fidgeted uncomfortably. ”She thought what?” His voice came out slightly strangled, and he had to clear his throat. ”I know things were rough between them, but I was under the impression that everything with Phoebe had been...was in the past.”
Running a nervous hand through his hair, he sighed then rubbed his temples. ”Recent past though. I should’ve…” He trailed off, and squeezed his eyes shut. ”Should’ve thought of someone other than myself for once.” This time, his words came out in the barest of whispers.
At the explanation about Phoebe, though, he snapped his head back to the alchemist. Loren’s jaw dropped, and it stayed that way for an embarrassingly long time. When he finally snapped it closed, he fidgeted uncomfortably. ”She thought what?” His voice came out slightly strangled, and he had to clear his throat. ”I know things were rough between them, but I was under the impression that everything with Phoebe had been...was in the past.”
Running a nervous hand through his hair, he sighed then rubbed his temples. ”Recent past though. I should’ve…” He trailed off, and squeezed his eyes shut. ”Should’ve thought of someone other than myself for once.” This time, his words came out in the barest of whispers.
Will blood tell
