loren
Focused entirely on grinding the leaves in the mortar and pestle into a paste, Loren totally missed Jigano's entrance. However, the healer glanced up at the bard's words, as did Astra. The Launceleyn remained seated as the luxere rose to her feet and trotted over to the white-haired man and Isuma, letting out an excited bleat.
"Don't mind at all. I'm...better. How are you?" Despite the cautious and polite tone to Loren's words, he sent a pulse of welcome and appreciation through their bond. "I am curious what brings you all the way out here, though." There was a bit of a question in his voice, and he ran a distracted hand through his hair, frowning as he realized he'd probably just gotten bits of herb stuck in it.
"Don't mind at all. I'm...better. How are you?" Despite the cautious and polite tone to Loren's words, he sent a pulse of welcome and appreciation through their bond. "I am curious what brings you all the way out here, though." There was a bit of a question in his voice, and he ran a distracted hand through his hair, frowning as he realized he'd probably just gotten bits of herb stuck in it.
Never judge a book by its cover.
