whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
"A physical exam," Loren responded in exactly the same tone. Shrugging at Morgan's question, he waved a hand in the air. "You'd need to strip, and I'd check your body all over. I might ask you to do a few things, like touch your toes, test your reflexes, that sort of thing." Frowning, he crossed his arms. "It should be fairly routine, and I might start insisting on doing the whole council having regular check-ups soon."Nodding at her question, he peered at her notes but didn't comment on them. "Near as I can tell, he just came to ask me about the storms. He disappeared after he got the information he needed, though he wasn't happy with the questions I started asking him." He gritted his teeth.
what goes, let go
LOREN
