The white sheep of the family
Apparently, this was a lot for Oliver to take in. Laying a hand on the other man’s shoulder, Loren gave it a gentle squeeze. ”Breath. Deep breaths. In through your nose, out through you mouth.” It was a meditative technique he’d learned to help calm his mind and control his magic; luckily, one of the side-effects of it was that it tended to help soothe nerves. It should temper whatever was going through the other man’s mind that was causing him to tremble.
As the Launceleyn had suspected, the newcomer hadn’t known what he was. ”Hey. It’s okay. It’s going to be okay.” Loren fell silent as Oliver spoken, though the summoner caught the other man’s last second correction. ”There is nothing wrong with you, or with being an Abandoned.” The Launceleyn was very firm on that point. ”There are many types of magic beyond creation. Thirteen, in fact.” This was probably not the best way to handle the situation, but if Oliver was completely ignorant, perhaps some knowledge would help. ”It seems that you have telekinesis, at least. Do me a favor, though? Search inside you, try to find the heart of your power, and see if it feels like you have any other abilities.” Loren smiled gently. ”The breathing will help with that too.”
As the Launceleyn had suspected, the newcomer hadn’t known what he was. ”Hey. It’s okay. It’s going to be okay.” Loren fell silent as Oliver spoken, though the summoner caught the other man’s last second correction. ”There is nothing wrong with you, or with being an Abandoned.” The Launceleyn was very firm on that point. ”There are many types of magic beyond creation. Thirteen, in fact.” This was probably not the best way to handle the situation, but if Oliver was completely ignorant, perhaps some knowledge would help. ”It seems that you have telekinesis, at least. Do me a favor, though? Search inside you, try to find the heart of your power, and see if it feels like you have any other abilities.” Loren smiled gently. ”The breathing will help with that too.”
Will blood tell
