Love mends even the broken parts
Sighing, Loren ran a hand through his hair. ”And when I find that I have reason, but others disagree with me?” He glanced at Phoebe, his expression unreadable and tone inscrutable.
Letting out a little huff of laughter, he shook his head. ”I am certainly a bad friend. Working on being a better one, though, so I hope others could and will do the same.” He offered the midwife a tentative smile.
As she commented on Zariah (and the rest of the Launceleyns) though, the summoner’s smile slipped away. ”You think my family is insane?” His tone was troubled, and he searched the midwife’s features for some clue to how she felt.
As she began to speak about herself, he fell silent, letting her get it out. When she finished, he was quiet for a long while. ”Word of advice?” His tone was carefully even, and his face was a neutral mask, though his eyes were friendly.
Letting out a little huff of laughter, he shook his head. ”I am certainly a bad friend. Working on being a better one, though, so I hope others could and will do the same.” He offered the midwife a tentative smile.
As she commented on Zariah (and the rest of the Launceleyns) though, the summoner’s smile slipped away. ”You think my family is insane?” His tone was troubled, and he searched the midwife’s features for some clue to how she felt.
As she began to speak about herself, he fell silent, letting her get it out. When she finished, he was quiet for a long while. ”Word of advice?” His tone was carefully even, and his face was a neutral mask, though his eyes were friendly.
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