LOREN
Alright well, there was only so long that Loren was going to stand there, hands linked, before the awkwardness overwhelmed him. As Phoebe’s fingers started to curl around his, he gently untangled their grip, letting his hand fall to his side. Then she began to speak of how she’d found herself, or was trying, at least, and his fingers drummed a nervous rhythm on his thigh. ”I’m glad to hear it.” He was, even if it was yet another reminder of how far he himself had to go. Assuming he was willing and able to do so.
Apparently, mentioning he was locked up didn’t garner much of a response from the healer. Instead, she continued insisting that so long as he remained apart and a better example than his cousin, it would all somehow magically work out in the end. Unfortunately, he couldn’t afford to be that optimistic. ”I don’t know that. And I certainly can’t trust that she won’t be able to sway them to her side.” Maybe when they were much older, Zariah might release them, but the summoner didn’t know what would happen in the meantime. Still, he would try, in more ways than one; Phoebe reached out to squeeze his hand again, apparently in support of his vow. However, he couldn’t help the nagging thought that while trying might be good, succeeding was all that really mattered.
Apparently, mentioning he was locked up didn’t garner much of a response from the healer. Instead, she continued insisting that so long as he remained apart and a better example than his cousin, it would all somehow magically work out in the end. Unfortunately, he couldn’t afford to be that optimistic. ”I don’t know that. And I certainly can’t trust that she won’t be able to sway them to her side.” Maybe when they were much older, Zariah might release them, but the summoner didn’t know what would happen in the meantime. Still, he would try, in more ways than one; Phoebe reached out to squeeze his hand again, apparently in support of his vow. However, he couldn’t help the nagging thought that while trying might be good, succeeding was all that really mattered.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
