They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
Loren didn’t know what Amalia was thinking, which was probably for the best. The only indication that she gave was to tell him it was worth a shot (though her tone didn’t indicate she thought it would be successful) and to advise him to bring protection against the monsters. Nodding, he gave Astra’s head a playful ruffle. ”I think I’ll have those whether I want to or not. But thanks.” Luckily even if Astra wouldn’t accompany him (or he could convince her to stay home for once) he could always summon his own.
Her advice about the Fae, on the other hand, was quite welcome and he nodded his thanks. ”I’ll keep that in mind.” He wouldn’t but they didn’t know anything about what was to come. Frankly, he was too busy giving the fish and the luxere the attention they deserved to worry too much about the Fae. If they didn’t take his warnings to heart, that was on them. At the mention that Kiada was blighted the summoner gave Amalia a sympathetic smile. ”I’m sorry. Were you two close? And I’ll have to bring Astra around again, it seems, assuming that’s okay with you?” Honestly, the Launceleyn wasn’t sure what to think of Amalia: the woman seemed kind enough, but she had more than her fair share of reasons to distrust him, and he knew that he still came on too strong with his opinions. It was one of his many, many flaws, and the one that he was having the most trouble working on. Hubris was the worst sin in many tragedies for a reason.
At the mention of the rest of the blighted and what they needed to do about them, Loren sighed, and ran an anxious hand through his hair, simultaneously releasing the two companions. Astra tried jumping up to Jyoti and he couldn’t help but grin at that, though it faded quickly. ”At least we know that it can be cured. That has to count for something. And, loathe as I am to even think about this, I’ve spoken to Wessex and Deimos about rounding up everyone with the blight and putting them in the prison for LongNight.” There were several issues with that—for one they didn’t know everyone who had it, it seemed, and for another they didn’t know where they were, and finally they didn’t know how to safely contain them or corral them without using force—but it was their best option at the moment.
Her advice about the Fae, on the other hand, was quite welcome and he nodded his thanks. ”I’ll keep that in mind.” He wouldn’t but they didn’t know anything about what was to come. Frankly, he was too busy giving the fish and the luxere the attention they deserved to worry too much about the Fae. If they didn’t take his warnings to heart, that was on them. At the mention that Kiada was blighted the summoner gave Amalia a sympathetic smile. ”I’m sorry. Were you two close? And I’ll have to bring Astra around again, it seems, assuming that’s okay with you?” Honestly, the Launceleyn wasn’t sure what to think of Amalia: the woman seemed kind enough, but she had more than her fair share of reasons to distrust him, and he knew that he still came on too strong with his opinions. It was one of his many, many flaws, and the one that he was having the most trouble working on. Hubris was the worst sin in many tragedies for a reason.
At the mention of the rest of the blighted and what they needed to do about them, Loren sighed, and ran an anxious hand through his hair, simultaneously releasing the two companions. Astra tried jumping up to Jyoti and he couldn’t help but grin at that, though it faded quickly. ”At least we know that it can be cured. That has to count for something. And, loathe as I am to even think about this, I’ve spoken to Wessex and Deimos about rounding up everyone with the blight and putting them in the prison for LongNight.” There were several issues with that—for one they didn’t know everyone who had it, it seemed, and for another they didn’t know where they were, and finally they didn’t know how to safely contain them or corral them without using force—but it was their best option at the moment.
LOREN
