Love mends even the broken parts
”How much you want to bet I can summon two lionesses? Those are the real hunters in the pride, aren’t they?” Actually, Loren could probably only make one lioness—they were pretty big—but Remi didn’t need to know that. ”And we already know I can make a manticore, plus my own teeth, so who is the real predator here, hm?” If the other man wanted to tease the summoner, the alchemist should know that the Launceleyn was perfectly capable of gently teasing back. When the mood struck him, of course, which was rare these days. Hopefully less so, moving forward.
At Remi’s command, Loren immediately lifted his hand. At the same time, his eyes searched the other man’s features as the alchemist’s movements got jerkier than the summoner’s ever had. ”Okay” He smiled as gently as he could manage, and made his voice as soothing as possible. ”Let’s finish this and cook it up. We’ll both feel better after a good meal. Plus, that way you can stop worrying that my bony frame will break when we hug.” Hopefully the joke would do some good and help cut the tension in the air. He picked his knife back up, and got back to work.
At Remi’s command, Loren immediately lifted his hand. At the same time, his eyes searched the other man’s features as the alchemist’s movements got jerkier than the summoner’s ever had. ”Okay” He smiled as gently as he could manage, and made his voice as soothing as possible. ”Let’s finish this and cook it up. We’ll both feel better after a good meal. Plus, that way you can stop worrying that my bony frame will break when we hug.” Hopefully the joke would do some good and help cut the tension in the air. He picked his knife back up, and got back to work.
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