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Loren couldn't help but grin as Jigano revealed things were tense with Amalia. However, the healer softened his expression when Safrin came up. "Let me guess. Amalia disapproves of pretty much everything you do and say?" He let out a huff of laughter. "Look, I think she's wonderful, and I don't know exactly what happened between the two of you, but she has impossible standards. I think you should take everything she says with several grains of salt."
As the conversation swung around to Sam, the bard sounded more certain. "I don't know about it not being awkward, but it won't be because we slept together a few times." The Launceleyn's tone was wry.
Nodding, he smiled faintly. "I don't think you've told me about the item shifting. But yes, that's what it feels like." He shrugged. "I appreciate the offer, but thankfully I'll have plenty of time to experiment once the snows set in."
As the conversation swung around to Sam, the bard sounded more certain. "I don't know about it not being awkward, but it won't be because we slept together a few times." The Launceleyn's tone was wry.
Nodding, he smiled faintly. "I don't think you've told me about the item shifting. But yes, that's what it feels like." He shrugged. "I appreciate the offer, but thankfully I'll have plenty of time to experiment once the snows set in."
Never judge a book by its cover.
