whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
Loren let out a huff of laughter at Maea's 'warning.' ”Me? Wild? Never.” Again, he spoke with a wry and self-deprecating tone, one she should understand considering the state she'd found him in. As she offered him a favor, however, he raised his eyebrows. Then he nodded slowly. "You're not in my debt. But if something comes up, I'll let you know."
His expression softened. "No need to apologize. And I meant what I said before. I'm sorry, for not being honest. And I wasn't trying to drive you away." Running a hand through his hair, he sighed. "It's just...easier, this way." Tone a little sad, he shrugged.
However, he mustered up a small smile for her. ”Take it from an ignorant Outlander and a sloppy drunk. Caido has miracles aplenty."
what goes, let go
LOREN
