LOREN
Phoebe finally relented, and Loren’s fingers closed around the ring. For a moment there, he’d been worried that it might fall apart at the end there. As he tucked the heirloom into a pocket, he watched as Pim came to provide comfort to the midwife. ”I will keep it safe.” He wasn’t going to promise, because he didn’t know if he could keep it. However, he would do his best.
As the midwife brought up the dough, though, the summoner found his fingers drumming another anxious beat on his thigh. ”I’d have to stay pretty much the entire night for it to finish. I can, or I can just talk you through the rest of the steps.” Not because she needed it, of course, just to prove that he knew what he was doing. He very much wanted to leave, now that his task was accomplished, but he also didn't want to back down from his challenge.
As the midwife brought up the dough, though, the summoner found his fingers drumming another anxious beat on his thigh. ”I’d have to stay pretty much the entire night for it to finish. I can, or I can just talk you through the rest of the steps.” Not because she needed it, of course, just to prove that he knew what he was doing. He very much wanted to leave, now that his task was accomplished, but he also didn't want to back down from his challenge.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
