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LOREN

When Oliver mentioned Lily, Loren pulsed acknowledgment at the fox. At the further explanation about what the other man had meant, the summoner made sure understanding and support spread through their bond. People talked down to me a lot when I was new. Still do. It’ll get better once they get to know you. As for this man, don’t let him get to you. If you can’t stop his words from hurting you, then avoid him entirely. Although the words were warm and comforting, they were also mostly just matter-of-fact.

After Oliver once again expressed his desire for the Launceleyn to be the first to know when the fox’s memories returned, Loren was silent for a long but happy moment. I appreciate that. The depth of gratitude was shocking to him, but genuine.

Loren was heading straight back towards the Hollowed Grounds as fast as his wings could fly him there. You asked for a run, or exploration, not a fight. So that’s what you get. There was a little bit of mischief behind that thought. Also, word of advice? No one is going to give you a fair fight, and asking for one is just gonna get you killed. So get used to fighting dirty. His thoughts had grown quite a bit more serious on that thought. With that, he beat his wings even more fiercely, planning to lead them both home.

-FINISHED

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