The white sheep of the family
At Maea’s comment, a faint smile ghost over Loren's lips, though it didn’t reach his eyes. ”Me, so me.” With an idle hand, he mopped up the water in range and stood up. Walking over to a window, he opened it momentarily to shoo the water out before shutting it against the cold wind.
Taking a seat in one of the unoccupied chairs, he rested his hands in his lap. The smile had already slipped away. "However, I imagine others in Halo would say the same." He wasn't bothered by that, mostly just warning her.
However, his brow furrowed slightly. "I meant what I said, about Zariah. She values control and order. Luckily, control will come to you, with practice, I promise. I'd be glad to help you with that, and meditation, until you feel confident in your own abilities."
Taking a seat in one of the unoccupied chairs, he rested his hands in his lap. The smile had already slipped away. "However, I imagine others in Halo would say the same." He wasn't bothered by that, mostly just warning her.
However, his brow furrowed slightly. "I meant what I said, about Zariah. She values control and order. Luckily, control will come to you, with practice, I promise. I'd be glad to help you with that, and meditation, until you feel confident in your own abilities."
Will blood tell
