LOREN
Loren didn’t need reminding, so he just shook his head at Remi’s statement. ”I think having you magic me a hideaway defeats the whole not wanting people to find me aspect. Besides, I’m perfectly capable of finding my own hole. I think I’ve demonstrated that fact quite well.” What with the whole disappearing for a whole year act the Launceleyn had pulled. The kindness from the alchemist was unexpected, or maybe not given who it came from, but it was definitely more than the summoner deserved, so he just wiped the tears from his eyes to avoid dwelling on the other man’s words and actions.However, that proved impossible as Remi spoke of his own experiences over the past year. Fragments of forgotten memories and shattered relics of a time and a land long past: it was all they really had left of one another and the reminder was definitely a painful one. ”You’re right. I guess it doesn’t matter anymore.” Leaning his head against the wood behind him, the summoner let his eyes and mind wander. ”I don’t think you told me the details of how it happened. Or if you did, I wasn’t in any state to listen.” Honestly, the librarian didn’t know why he was asking, beyond a certain morbid curiosity.
A beggar's book
outworths
a noble's blood
