The white sheep of the family
Glancing up at Remi, Loren offered the other man a tentative smile before looking away. ”Right.” The summoner’s voice came out softly. Sighing, he ran a nervous hand through his hair. "I know. I'm just surprised." Biting his lip, his fingers drummed on the desk again. Then he opened his mouth, before thinking better of it and frowning instead.
As the alchemist stood up, the Launceleyn rose as well. "Okay. I...I understand." Though his tone was even enough, his eyes were uncertain as well. Still, he nodded and went to his own desk without further comment. However, his expression was a bit saddened as he gathered his texts to return them.
As the alchemist stood up, the Launceleyn rose as well. "Okay. I...I understand." Though his tone was even enough, his eyes were uncertain as well. Still, he nodded and went to his own desk without further comment. However, his expression was a bit saddened as he gathered his texts to return them.
Will blood tell
