there's light at the edge of the darkness
Smirking a bit, Loren shook his head. "That feels like a trap." Giving her a bemused look, his expression grew thoughtful. "Honestly? Probably just the healer." He shrugged, not particularly caring what people called him or thought of him these days.
Letting his eyes deliberately stray down to her chest, he leaned forward as well. "Yes." He spoke the word without an ounce of doubt, though his mouth twitched with amusement. Lifting his gaze, he met her eyes squarely.
Shaking his head again at her questions, he tossed the next shot back. "Nah. I'm fine with dark magic and Ascended in general. So long as they don't mess with me and mine, I don't really give a shit." Then he glanced at her curiously. "You got a problem with Attuned or lighter magic?"
Letting his eyes deliberately stray down to her chest, he leaned forward as well. "Yes." He spoke the word without an ounce of doubt, though his mouth twitched with amusement. Lifting his gaze, he met her eyes squarely.
Shaking his head again at her questions, he tossed the next shot back. "Nah. I'm fine with dark magic and Ascended in general. So long as they don't mess with me and mine, I don't really give a shit." Then he glanced at her curiously. "You got a problem with Attuned or lighter magic?"
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