The white sheep of the family
As the birds came flying right back towards Loren, his eyes narrowed. Then, though, a familiar mental presence nudged his mind. However, seeing was believing, so the healer turned down the tunnel he thought it was coming from. His steps had grown cautious, and Astra huddled nervously behind him. However, he did let down his own mental barriers, letting the darker recesses of his mind seep out through the link.
Eventually, a familiar form resolved itself. Sighing, Loren took a long pull from his flask before speaking. "Remi." The name came out flatly, but unlike the monotone from before there was more than a bit of an edge to his voice. Titling his head to one side, he pressed his lips together. "Just passing through." Astra poked her head out and watched Remi with wide eyes.
Eventually, a familiar form resolved itself. Sighing, Loren took a long pull from his flask before speaking. "Remi." The name came out flatly, but unlike the monotone from before there was more than a bit of an edge to his voice. Titling his head to one side, he pressed his lips together. "Just passing through." Astra poked her head out and watched Remi with wide eyes.
Will blood tell
