The white sheep of the family
At Weaver's quip, Loren just smiled faintly. "Only one way to find out." He actually went so far as to wink at her, though it looked almost awkward on his usually stoic and serious features.
Nodding at her request, he pulled out both chocolate and cinnamon and tossed them into the dough. Stirring them in with the rest of the dough, he smiled as she revealed she wouldn't change a thing about Halo. "If that's the case, then things will remain as they are. We'll find a way to work with the environment, not change it." His tone was soft, and he gave her a tentative grin. "To that end, I wanted to ask you something."
Nodding at her request, he pulled out both chocolate and cinnamon and tossed them into the dough. Stirring them in with the rest of the dough, he smiled as she revealed she wouldn't change a thing about Halo. "If that's the case, then things will remain as they are. We'll find a way to work with the environment, not change it." His tone was soft, and he gave her a tentative grin. "To that end, I wanted to ask you something."
Will blood tell
