whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
”Not sure if I meant it to offend or not.” He hadn’t but he also wasn’t exactly in the mood to apologize. As the other man offered to give the flask back, Loren shook his head and smirked. "Keep it." With that, he pulled out another of the several he kept on him these days and took a long pull.When the stranger asked about where the healer had gotten Astra, he reached out a hand to give her an affectionate head scratch. Whatever else he was dealing with, he loved her dearly. "She came by me in the Hollowed Ground." As always, he felt more like she'd chosen him than the opposite.
He jerked his head at the dark marks at the other man's arms. "Where'd the soot come from?"
what goes, let go
LOREN
