LOREN
Barking out a laugh, Loren gave Neron a chagrined look. "I've had enough character growth for two people, thank you very much. For once I'd just like a period to figure out what I've become after all of it." There was a wry tone to the healer's voice.
Lips twitching in the faintest hint of amusement, he shrugged at the Warden's quip. "Careful. If you say Zariah's right too often, her ego might swell." Now smiling full on, the younger twin gave his older brother an appraising look. "I'm not sure how much of a test it would be, but if you'd like to be humiliated in front of your people I am always happy to oblige."
Loren's smile softened into something less amused, but somehow more genuine. "Acceptance I can do. Can't promise anything else though." Then, before he could think too hard about it, he leaned over to bump Neron's shoulder with the healer's own.
Lips twitching in the faintest hint of amusement, he shrugged at the Warden's quip. "Careful. If you say Zariah's right too often, her ego might swell." Now smiling full on, the younger twin gave his older brother an appraising look. "I'm not sure how much of a test it would be, but if you'd like to be humiliated in front of your people I am always happy to oblige."
Loren's smile softened into something less amused, but somehow more genuine. "Acceptance I can do. Can't promise anything else though." Then, before he could think too hard about it, he leaned over to bump Neron's shoulder with the healer's own.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
