LOREN
”Sorry. Pain talking.” At least, between the healing and the fact that Loren wasn’t actively in danger he was thinking more clearly. He popped the second earplug out to hear better. However, when Ronin insisted that he was partially to blame, the summoner shook his head. ”No it really wasn’t. I know it wasn’t you.” Yes, the king had beaten the Launceleyn up before, but the other man had a very good reason. Namely that Loren was being a dick, again, which meant he really should examine his behavior given that this was becoming a recurring problem.However as Ronin talked about this not being the time, Loren wrestled back his automatic response that he didn’t know if they’d get another chance. Instead he just sighed. ”No time like the present. And I really do feel bad, for not...for assuming you’d never want to see me again.” As the long spoke about dying, the summoner bit his lip; that wasn’t a message he thought he’d pass along, because Ronin would survive this. But the other man wouldn’t want to hear that. ”I’ll tell them.” It wouldn’t come to that, though, not if Loren had anything to say about it.
Unfortunately, he might not.
A beggar's book
outworths
a noble's blood
