LOREN
Loren continued to stare at Neron, nearly unblinking. There was an almost unnerving quality to the look on the younger twin's face. "I could find it again, yes. You still haven't told me what the offer is."
As the Warden insisted he would fetch the instructions, Loren simply shrugged. However, he stilled entirely when his brother insisted he was just being a good person. "This is manipulation of a kind." Despite the accusatory words, there was no real anger to the statement.
The summoner looked down again, staring at the corpse between them. "Your intentions might be pure, though I don't really believe that. Doesn't mean getting me here, alone, and offering me comfort you've never shown me before when I need it most isn't manipulative." Honestly, he didn't blame the Warden, as evidenced by his emotionless tone.
As the Warden insisted he would fetch the instructions, Loren simply shrugged. However, he stilled entirely when his brother insisted he was just being a good person. "This is manipulation of a kind." Despite the accusatory words, there was no real anger to the statement.
The summoner looked down again, staring at the corpse between them. "Your intentions might be pure, though I don't really believe that. Doesn't mean getting me here, alone, and offering me comfort you've never shown me before when I need it most isn't manipulative." Honestly, he didn't blame the Warden, as evidenced by his emotionless tone.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
