LOREN
Loren's handshake was firm and polite, nothing more. Releasing Josh's hand, the healer found himself fiddling with the pages before him, rubbing one of the corners between his fingertips. When the other man actually took the Launceleyn up on his offer, however, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.Still, he gestured at the chair across from him easily enough. "I'd be happy to answer what I can. Please, sit." As he waited for Josh to get situated, Loren closed his own book and set it aside. Steepling his fingers, he rested his chin on them. "What can I help you with." Voice quiet, expression attentive, he looked every inch the librarian he'd once been.
A beggar's book
outworths
a noble's blood
