The white sheep of the family
Snorting, Loren shot Remi a curious glance before looking back at the ocean. "And what did he say?" Shrugging, the healer took another sip. "Like I said, go for it." It was clear he didn't care about the alchemist's threat one way or another.
The Launceleyn lifted his bottle back in a salute, not even noticing that the other man spilled on Loren. However, he found himself frowning, though he didn't look at Remi this time. ”And if you set him free, what would he do with that freedom?” The healer took a long gulp, managing to spill on himself in the process and not caring in the slightest. ”Cause it sounds to me like he chose you.” With that, he stood up and began to stagger into the water.
The Launceleyn lifted his bottle back in a salute, not even noticing that the other man spilled on Loren. However, he found himself frowning, though he didn't look at Remi this time. ”And if you set him free, what would he do with that freedom?” The healer took a long gulp, managing to spill on himself in the process and not caring in the slightest. ”Cause it sounds to me like he chose you.” With that, he stood up and began to stagger into the water.
Will blood tell
