this ain't for the best

The white sheep of the family

Loren bit his lip. ”They were when I went down there.” At the other man’s comment, the summoner drummed his fingers on the desk, but remained silent. Instead, he frowned, brow furrowing as he thought about the puzzle of the wagon. ”Alright, then can it...fold up, or collapse somehow? Put hinges in the sides and part of the floor so that you can...make it smaller?” His voice came out hesitantly and he shrugged helplessly.

Blinking rapidly, the Launceleyn sighed then rubbed his eyes. ”Right.” He gave the alchemist a slightly chagrined look. ”You might still develop it. You’ve got more magic than anyone else I’ve ever met.” This time, Loren’s voice was simply matter-of-fact, without a trace of jealousy.

The other man’s jealousy caused the summoner to look away, though, playing with a loose thread on his pants. ”I did. And Rae’s son. They’re twins. Kai and Oia’i’o.” Frowning as he mispronounced the second name, he continued playing with the thread. ”I don’t know, really. I just...Peter had some cuts, and I offered to heal them, and he said yes, but he shied away from my touch. Then the magic sort of just...jumped out of me. I used it again on the snake but…” His voice trailed off and his eyes grew sad.

Will blood tell

Coding base by Sky!