Love mends even the broken parts
Alright, well, Ronin hadn’t thrown the Launceleyn out just yet, which wasn’t necessarily a positive sign. At least they could both agree that keeping people alive trumped whatever was (or perhaps wasn’t) between them. However, at the king’s reaction to Aoife, Loren thought the other man might just change his mind. Apparently the summoner had crossed some invisible line there. Not trusting himself to speak, he just nodded then bit his lip. While he wanted to ask about other changes, he figured wasting Ronin’s time wasn’t a good idea. Departing now seemed like a bad idea as well, though, as if he'd been disingenuous in coming here.
All the advice he’d been given swirled in his head: ask for help, be open and honest, move on, don’t be afraid to show his feelings, it all warred with his instincts. In the end, though, either necessity or the advice won out. ”This is actually only the second time I’ve been in the Guild.” Perhaps bringing that up was a bad idea—given how poorly his first meeting had gone—but he didn’t see any way around it. ”Would you be willing to give me a tour or a rundown of the fortifications?” That was probably the last thing the other man wanted to do, but there was no one else around to ask and Loren had given Ronin the chance to say no as well as the option to kick the summoner out. Besides, it was either that or he wander around randomly, which seemed way worse.
Or leave. Maybe he should just leave, but he was too stubborn to do that when he was still partially convinced his decision to compare what had been done at the Temple and Guild was a good idea. He could set aside his discomfort and awkwardness if he had to. Indeed, he was good at that.
All the advice he’d been given swirled in his head: ask for help, be open and honest, move on, don’t be afraid to show his feelings, it all warred with his instincts. In the end, though, either necessity or the advice won out. ”This is actually only the second time I’ve been in the Guild.” Perhaps bringing that up was a bad idea—given how poorly his first meeting had gone—but he didn’t see any way around it. ”Would you be willing to give me a tour or a rundown of the fortifications?” That was probably the last thing the other man wanted to do, but there was no one else around to ask and Loren had given Ronin the chance to say no as well as the option to kick the summoner out. Besides, it was either that or he wander around randomly, which seemed way worse.
Or leave. Maybe he should just leave, but he was too stubborn to do that when he was still partially convinced his decision to compare what had been done at the Temple and Guild was a good idea. He could set aside his discomfort and awkwardness if he had to. Indeed, he was good at that.
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