Betrayal of an Oath

Nodding in understanding, Loren clasped his hands behind his back. "Nothing wrong with a little hope these days." Despite the fact that he kept his tone and expression carefully neutral, he couldn't help the way his eyes tightened with pain and his jaw feathered with tension. Nor could he stop the actual feathers from peppering his hair for a brief moment. "Do you even want to rebuild it?" It was an honest question, and he gave Morgan a curious, albeit guarded look. When she asked her question, though, he shrugged. "Not really. Home hasn't been a physical place for me in...well, it's never been a physical place for me." Again, he was careful to keep his voice matter of fact. LOREN Not quite an open book