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Snorting at the expression on Korbin's face, Loren just shrugged. "I would move out of the Palace into Snowcloak in a heartbeat if you feel it made a difference." Indeed, there was no hesitation in his voice, and the hunter might sense the healer's resolve through their link as well. Grinning a bit, he nodded. "I'll keep that in mind." The Launceleyns had never been like the Hales, and he seriously doubted they ever would. However, he found himself narrowing his eyes at the other man. "For what it's worth, for all his faults, my brother's heart is in the right place. He wants what is best for Halo." The Launceleyn was sure about that, even if what Neron thought was best for Halo was him being Warden. And even if his heart was now artificial. Clearly distracted, Loren shook his head to clear his mind. That done, he focused on Korbin. "Maybe you don't have to do anything for her but be in her life." It was a quiet suggestion, and the healer nodded at the kalimba. "Make music for her occasionally. And for others, too." He found himself smiling faintly, not minding the idea of a bit of music and fun for once. LOREN Not quite an open book