They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
Loren paused, taken aback by Jiao’s question. ”It’s nice to meet you Jiao. And no, I wasn’t there when he told you about, uh pens.” The description didn’t really help him narrow down who it was, so the Launceleyn just shook his head. ”What color was his hair?” Presumably, if the Fae had known the other man’s name, she would’ve told the summoner. Or maybe not: he knew nothing about the race, save what snippets he’d heard about the relationship between their leaders and his being strained.
Smiling at Jiao’s, well, indignant response to Loren’s dumb question, he pondered how best to reply in turn. ”I apologize, again. Sometimes us humans are rude even without being blighted, and I spoke without thinking.” His smile gained a sad edge. ”And I’m sorry, too, for the fact that my people brought the blight to your lands. Although I assure you that I do not have it, I want you to know that I, we, are doing everything in our power to cure it.” It seemed like the least he could do and say, in so many ways.
At her next question, he again paused. ”I’m one of the bad ones, as you say. The Abandoned.” As he fed the next set of luxere, he smiled sadly for the second time. ”Though they also say that the luxere like those of us with light magic, like me, so I suppose there’s good with the bad.” From what the Launceleyn had heard of the gods, he’d trade having the luxere on his side any day.
Smiling at Jiao’s, well, indignant response to Loren’s dumb question, he pondered how best to reply in turn. ”I apologize, again. Sometimes us humans are rude even without being blighted, and I spoke without thinking.” His smile gained a sad edge. ”And I’m sorry, too, for the fact that my people brought the blight to your lands. Although I assure you that I do not have it, I want you to know that I, we, are doing everything in our power to cure it.” It seemed like the least he could do and say, in so many ways.
At her next question, he again paused. ”I’m one of the bad ones, as you say. The Abandoned.” As he fed the next set of luxere, he smiled sadly for the second time. ”Though they also say that the luxere like those of us with light magic, like me, so I suppose there’s good with the bad.” From what the Launceleyn had heard of the gods, he’d trade having the luxere on his side any day.
LOREN
