They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
It was a bit hard to parse exactly what Glas wanted, but Loren eventually decided the craftsman had settled on fruit. "Fruit it is." The healer plucked an orange and ginger tea and placed it on a tray with a pot and two cups.
Bringing all that over to the table, he set it down. Waving a hand over the pot, he added hot water to it with his magic. Putting the tea in to steep, he took a seat opposite the other man. "That sounds nice. Other than instruments, what sorts of decorative things do you like?"
When Korbin's name came up, Loren grinned. "I know Korbin. What was wrong with his lute?" He found himself weirdly protective of the hunter's music. However, as Glas continued speaking, the healer tilted his head to one side. "I think everyone needs a little beauty in their lives." He smiled faintly. "And we don't always have to do what our parents want." There was a wry tone to his voice.
Then he leaned forward a bit. "Please don't take this the wrong way but...is everything alright?" His voice was gently concerned.
Bringing all that over to the table, he set it down. Waving a hand over the pot, he added hot water to it with his magic. Putting the tea in to steep, he took a seat opposite the other man. "That sounds nice. Other than instruments, what sorts of decorative things do you like?"
When Korbin's name came up, Loren grinned. "I know Korbin. What was wrong with his lute?" He found himself weirdly protective of the hunter's music. However, as Glas continued speaking, the healer tilted his head to one side. "I think everyone needs a little beauty in their lives." He smiled faintly. "And we don't always have to do what our parents want." There was a wry tone to his voice.
Then he leaned forward a bit. "Please don't take this the wrong way but...is everything alright?" His voice was gently concerned.
LOREN
