LOREN
Nodding, Loren pressed his lips together. It was all he could do not to let fresh tears spring to his eyes. At Neron's words, though, the healer sighed. "Got any tips for me?" He rubbed his palms against his thighs, staring down at the ground.
However, his eyes snapped up at the mention of Morgan. Meeting his brother's gaze, Loren's expression hardened. "The Voice might have done a lot of bad, even evil things, but so have the old gods. Fuck, so has the Eirachi."
His hands clenched into fists. "Hating someone just because they're an Ascended is no better than hating someone because they're Abandoned." Gritting his teeth, he actually growled a little. "And if Morgan has any further problems with you, I will happily show her the error of her ways."
However, his eyes snapped up at the mention of Morgan. Meeting his brother's gaze, Loren's expression hardened. "The Voice might have done a lot of bad, even evil things, but so have the old gods. Fuck, so has the Eirachi."
His hands clenched into fists. "Hating someone just because they're an Ascended is no better than hating someone because they're Abandoned." Gritting his teeth, he actually growled a little. "And if Morgan has any further problems with you, I will happily show her the error of her ways."
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
