The white sheep of the family
At Samuel's question about the tea, Loren glanced up. "Oh. Something dark, please." He scratched a little bit behind Astra's ear and she let out a contented bleat. "I don't like sweets, really." The redhead took his own seat, while the healer tried his best not to look too awkward in his.
When the other man mentioned how nice this was, however, the Launceleyn bit his lip. "You're welcome." The words were soft and more than a bit stiff. "I've never known an Ascended to drink tea before." It was halfway between an observation and a question and he felt more than a bit weird even saying it.
When the other man mentioned how nice this was, however, the Launceleyn bit his lip. "You're welcome." The words were soft and more than a bit stiff. "I've never known an Ascended to drink tea before." It was halfway between an observation and a question and he felt more than a bit weird even saying it.
Will blood tell
