there's light at the edge of the darkness
Loren felt his eyebrows raise. The fact that Phoebe singled out this one particular fact out of everything he’d thrown at her was baffling. ”Are you?” Of course he wasn’t angry about her betrayal of Remi. ”I hate to burst your bubble, but not everything revolves around the two of you. I was just saying that I can’t exactly trust you not to go blabbing and gossiping to the next person who crosses your path. You were pretty quick to talk to me, after all, an almost complete stranger, about an intimate conversation.” Honestly, she’d accused him of being childish, but in that moment he was pretty certain which of the two of them was acting immature.
As she whined some more, and rubbed her temples, he just smirked at the sight, not at all bothered by her obvious distress. ”It’s your life. You can do what you want with it. Too bad I don't have anyone I can trust to talk to." They'd already covered that though. "As for Remi, well, the man I knew, the man I loved, would never have asked me to kiss him.” That was true for many reasons: first because the summoner had pursued the alchemist and second because the other man would never have done something so selfish or reckless. "I don't know the kind of person he is anymore, nor do I care to." What Remi had gained in confidence, he’d lost in sense and kindness. And that kindness had been what drew Loren in the first place.
And then at Phoebe’s angry response to his last jab, the Launceleyn’s jaw dropped. He was a bit slow on the uptake, but combined with her earlier reactions and comments, even the summoner was able to piece it together. ”Wait. Did you...did you think I might fall in love with you? That I might be the one to save you, sweep you off your feet? Did you have a crush on me?” He laughed so hard that tears formed in his eyes, the sound heartless and cruel.
Wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, he chuckled a few more times, then fixed her with a bemused and cold expression. ”You’re right. I would never want you that way. And the fact that you thought I might, after just two conversations, after I broke your best friend's heart, which, while we’re on the subject, how do you think Remi would’ve reacted to that? Ever consider anyone’s feelings but your own here? Anyway, the fact that you thought that shows just how sad and small and hopeless you really are.” She truly was pathetic. "Grow up, Phoebe."
As she whined some more, and rubbed her temples, he just smirked at the sight, not at all bothered by her obvious distress. ”It’s your life. You can do what you want with it. Too bad I don't have anyone I can trust to talk to." They'd already covered that though. "As for Remi, well, the man I knew, the man I loved, would never have asked me to kiss him.” That was true for many reasons: first because the summoner had pursued the alchemist and second because the other man would never have done something so selfish or reckless. "I don't know the kind of person he is anymore, nor do I care to." What Remi had gained in confidence, he’d lost in sense and kindness. And that kindness had been what drew Loren in the first place.
And then at Phoebe’s angry response to his last jab, the Launceleyn’s jaw dropped. He was a bit slow on the uptake, but combined with her earlier reactions and comments, even the summoner was able to piece it together. ”Wait. Did you...did you think I might fall in love with you? That I might be the one to save you, sweep you off your feet? Did you have a crush on me?” He laughed so hard that tears formed in his eyes, the sound heartless and cruel.
Wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, he chuckled a few more times, then fixed her with a bemused and cold expression. ”You’re right. I would never want you that way. And the fact that you thought I might, after just two conversations, after I broke your best friend's heart, which, while we’re on the subject, how do you think Remi would’ve reacted to that? Ever consider anyone’s feelings but your own here? Anyway, the fact that you thought that shows just how sad and small and hopeless you really are.” She truly was pathetic. "Grow up, Phoebe."
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