The silence didn't bother Loren in the slightest, nor did he feel the tension Morgan was so obviously trying to build. Instead he just looked tired. He stood there in front of her, quiet and unmoving. Although the muscles in his cheek clenched as he gritted his teeth from time to time, and he shifted his weight from side to side occasionally, those were the only outward signs of his thoughts and feelings.
His eyes tracked her as she walked and spoke. When she finished, he didn't respond right away. Sliding his hands along the straps of his pack, he adjusted it higher. "Alright. Is that all?" He pressed his lips together, meeting her gaze directly.
His eyes tracked her as she walked and spoke. When she finished, he didn't respond right away. Sliding his hands along the straps of his pack, he adjusted it higher. "Alright. Is that all?" He pressed his lips together, meeting her gaze directly.
THE FIREBRAND
Loren
