wedding bell blues

Loren took a deep breath. ”So let me get this straight. You’re maybe ruining both your lives just to make a point? Real classy.” Expression and tone unimpressed, he just stared Sunjata down. ”Time.” The answer came out swiftly and without hesitation, and the summoner’s voice was firm. He narrowed his eyes as the bartender. ”You seem perfectly capable of rational thought right now, even if you're an idiot. I'm not so sure the same can be said of her." Finally, the Launceleyn threw up his hands in disgust. ”She’s my friend. That makes it my business. And the other people who might have defended her aren't here anymore.” Crossing his arms, he glared at the other man. ”But fine. If you’re both committed to this disaster, then the least I can do is make sure it’s not a total shitshow.” Loren took a deep breath. "Which includes figuring out whatever the fuck is going on with your voice and your horns." LOREN Not quite an open book