The white sheep of the family
Letting out a huff of laughter, Loren ran a hand through his hair then shook his head. ”Not really, no. Making busywork for myself, mostly.” He gave Remi an uncertain but genuine smile.
Then, though, the summoner hesitated, eyes searching the other man’s face. ”I’d be happy to help you with your wheels, though I don’t know how much help I’ll really be. But um…” The Launceleyn’s voice trailed off and he bit his lip. Sighing, he ran another hand through his hair, this time much more nervously. ”You’d rather I be honest with you, even if it upsets you.” It wasn’t a question, but it did come out tentatively, and Loren’s eyes were filled with worry.
Then, though, the summoner hesitated, eyes searching the other man’s face. ”I’d be happy to help you with your wheels, though I don’t know how much help I’ll really be. But um…” The Launceleyn’s voice trailed off and he bit his lip. Sighing, he ran another hand through his hair, this time much more nervously. ”You’d rather I be honest with you, even if it upsets you.” It wasn’t a question, but it did come out tentatively, and Loren’s eyes were filled with worry.
Will blood tell
