LOREN
At Roana’s comment that she’d send Phoebe after him if the healer complained, Loren shrugged. ”Go for it. Considering I talked her down from her anger the first time I met her I could probably do it a second time.” It helped knowing that Phoebe—despite being blighted—was all bark and no bite. Of course, he didn’t know about how bad the healer would get under the blight and how she would, indeed, start taking chunks out of people with her teeth.
However, Roana’s questions about the future caught the Launceleyn off guard. He paused, giving her a considering look. Truth be told, he hadn’t thought much about the future, wrapped up as he so often was in the past. ”Definitely not going into politics.” That much, at least, he was sure of, and he’d made it very clear that he wasn’t following in Zariah’s path in more ways than one to those who mattered. ”I probably won’t work at the Atheneum, though I’ll still volunteer there occasionally.” Assuming they’d let him. But no, he didn’t much feel like a librarian any longer. ”I joined the militia, actually.” It probably wasn’t a full time job, but it was something.
There were other things he’d thought about, but he lacked the confidence—and Roana was a stranger, basically—to say them out loud.
However, Roana’s questions about the future caught the Launceleyn off guard. He paused, giving her a considering look. Truth be told, he hadn’t thought much about the future, wrapped up as he so often was in the past. ”Definitely not going into politics.” That much, at least, he was sure of, and he’d made it very clear that he wasn’t following in Zariah’s path in more ways than one to those who mattered. ”I probably won’t work at the Atheneum, though I’ll still volunteer there occasionally.” Assuming they’d let him. But no, he didn’t much feel like a librarian any longer. ”I joined the militia, actually.” It probably wasn’t a full time job, but it was something.
There were other things he’d thought about, but he lacked the confidence—and Roana was a stranger, basically—to say them out loud.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
