whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
Shaking his head at Nodding at her next comment, he got up to pour himself some water. Partially, it was so she didn't she the way his eyes hardened at her words. "I've had my fill of cages. I can only imagine the Voice fills similarly. And as for what she's done to escape hers, well, it's hard to say the Blight was really any worse than the plagues and monsters the old gods created." He took a sip of water to buy himself some time to get his emotions in check.
Settling in across from her again, he let out a huff of laughter. "I have that effect on people." Leaning forward, he gave her an amused look. "Full disclosure, if they sent me it's likely because Neron cannot or does not want to see you right now. It's nothing personal, promise. I didn't see him for almost two seasons." The Warden was busy, that's all. "Rather than waste your time sitting here, why don't you just set up a meeting with him?"
what goes, let go
LOREN
