whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
As the boulder vanished, Loren's eyebrows shot up to the top of his forehead and his jaw dropped a bit. Chuckling, he inclined his head to Deimos. "Neat trick." There was nothing but admiration in the healer's voice.Shrugging, he drummed his fingers against his thigh. "Maybe you wouldn't have been helpful, but more heads are usually more useful than fewer when it comes to these sorts of things." Shrugging, he glanced at the General.
Letting out a huff of laughter, the Firebrand shook his head. "No, she was not particularly pleased. Made me promise to be entirely transparent with her moving forward. In return, I made her promise that if she had doubts about me in the future, she would come to me in private so we could talk it over." His jaw feathered with tension.
what goes, let go
LOREN
