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Humming thoughtfully, Loren eventually sighed. "I know you've given him time already. But he's been taking an active role in negotiations with other lands, and he's assured me that he is ready and willing to give Halo the attention and listening ear it deserves." He gave Korbin a questioning look. "And from the sounds of things, we should all be focused on getting prepared for Deepfrost, not internal conflict." Then the healer's expression hardened. "But there will be no other rulers to negotiate with next season. And if my brother still chooses not to listen to the people..." Letting his voice trail off, he shrugged. Hopefully the implication was clear. Falling silent, he listen as the kalimba's notes twined around the hunter's clearly good voice. Content just to listen, the Launceleyn pulled his knees into his chest. At the end, he let the final notes ring out until the cave was quiet again. Only then did he release the breath he'd been holding. "May you now burn brightly." It came out softly, with the intonation of a prayer. Raising his eyebrows, he gave the other man an excited look. "You're very talented. But I think you knew that." Then Loren's expression grew curious. "What do you know about the Eirachi." He'd heard its name whispered, but never gotten many details about it. LOREN Not quite an open book