tear me to pieces, skin to bone

As Korbin explained that verbal attacks were acceptable, but physical ones weren't, Loren raised his eyebrows. "Why is emotional harm less important than physical harm?" The question came out in that same flat tone as everything else he'd said. Nodding when the Hale called for them to pause, the healer whistled for Astra. Turning, he fully intended to pick through the ruins of the Palace on his own. When the other man called after Loren, though, he halted. "What did you want to talk about?" Folding his arms across his chest, he waited patiently to hear what Korbin had to say. Astra, of course, tried to nuzzle his side, so he reached down with one hand to scratch under her chin before returning to his previous position. LOREN Not quite an open book