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Loren nodded. ”She is. And to be the best of my knowledge she’s never turned down someone who needed her help.” Sighing at Delphia’s statement, he nodded again, a slightly chagrined look on his face. ”I know, I know. I just…” he bit his lip as his voice trailed off. ”I have a bad habit of trying to preemptively fix things instead of letting people suffer the consequences and make their own mistakes, and a worse habit of poking my nose where it’s not welcome. Knowing that doesn't seem to stop me.” He ran a nervous hand through his hair, foot tapping on the ground.Falling silent, his brow furrowed as he listened to the demi-god’s suggestion. At the end of it, he nodded again. ”I’ll keep that in mind. Thanks, again, for the information.” He noted it down in a corner of his journal, before setting his quill down.
A beggar's book
outworths
a noble's blood
