the opposite of war isn't peace

whatever comes, let it come

what stays, let it stay

Wessex actually managed to startle a laugh out of Loren. "Given how my family gatherings usually go, cannibal hunting honestly sounds downright appealing." Then he raised his eyebrows and gave her a questioning look. "I wasn't aware we'd requested outside help for that particular problem." His tone was honestly more mildly curious than annoyed, and he was doing his best to remain civil.

Shrugging at her question, he crossed his arms. "To tell the truth, I feel fine about it. She's never really given me any reason to dislike her. At least not more than the other gods." If she was hoping to get some rise in him about the new gods and their plans, she'd be sorely disappointed.

what goes, let go

LOREN