Love mends even the broken parts
For a long moment, Loren was silent in the face of Remi’s comment about Jigano’s words. ”Just because he might not have been wrong didn’t mean he was right to say it, especially after he just met you. And there’s a way to be critical without being cruel.” Granted, the Launceleyn hadn’t found that way—and the alchemist wasn’t great at it either—but that didn’t make it any less true.
Then the conversation swung to the other man’s experiences, and life, and struggle to know who to be, something Remi acknowledged the Launceleyn struggled with as well. Again, he was quiet for a while. ”When you find out, let me know.” Maybe there’d be some secret or trick the alchemist could impart to Loren. Beyond that, he simply wanted to know who the other man might become. It was all the summoner had ever wanted for Remi, really. Of course, this was assuming they both survived, something that seemed less and less likely the more the Launceleyn thought about it.
Then the conversation swung to the other man’s experiences, and life, and struggle to know who to be, something Remi acknowledged the Launceleyn struggled with as well. Again, he was quiet for a while. ”When you find out, let me know.” Maybe there’d be some secret or trick the alchemist could impart to Loren. Beyond that, he simply wanted to know who the other man might become. It was all the summoner had ever wanted for Remi, really. Of course, this was assuming they both survived, something that seemed less and less likely the more the Launceleyn thought about it.
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