They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
As Granger’s statement that he wasn’t sure if he’d fit in at the Manor, Loren frowned and tilted his head. ”Why not?” It didn’t seem to be that he was afraid: most people who’d suffered under Zariah made some passionate declarations about how they’d never stay in the tyrant’s home, but this didn’t seem quite like that. Still, perhaps the boy just thought that it was too fancy for his tastes. The summoner could understand that, given that he also hated the opulence of his home.
But at least it was large enough to allow him to open the doors to those who needed it. When the teen bristled at the Launceleyn just smiled. ”It’s not charity. You’d be doing me a favor, really. It’s a big house, and the more people there are in it, the less lonely it feels.” That wasn’t really all that true. Even though there were many others in the Manor, Loren barely saw them, and he usually felt like he was alone. However, that didn’t deter him from trying to fill the building with life and laughter and people. Even if he couldn’t experience it himself, he could help others do so.
But at least it was large enough to allow him to open the doors to those who needed it. When the teen bristled at the Launceleyn just smiled. ”It’s not charity. You’d be doing me a favor, really. It’s a big house, and the more people there are in it, the less lonely it feels.” That wasn’t really all that true. Even though there were many others in the Manor, Loren barely saw them, and he usually felt like he was alone. However, that didn’t deter him from trying to fill the building with life and laughter and people. Even if he couldn’t experience it himself, he could help others do so.
LOREN
