whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
Biting back a curse, Loren sighed instead. A chagrined smile crossed his lips, before he glanced around at the rest of the group. While it probably shouldn’t have amused and relaxed him to see the entire group struggling a bit, misery apparently loved company. He let out a huff of laughter, then reached for another length of wood to replace the leg that had broken.Still using telekinesis, he flipped the hammer around to pull out the nails affixing the broken leg to the table. Then he hammered in the new one, praying to any god that would listen that his efforts would pay off this time.
what goes, let go
LOREN
