LOREN
Loren indeed let Amalia touch his hand, though the only reaction he gave was his eyes flicking down to the touch. ”Good. Don’t take any more risks than you have to. Any of you. Please.” The last vestiges of the darkness and cruelty had disappeared, and in its place was just a tired and sad and worried looking man, one who was concerned for those who’d made pledges to what seemed to be a fickle and indifferent god.
”Dream fish?” That was new, and the summoner gave the baker a confused look. However, at her mention of who would be at the Guild, he bit his lip. ”The monsters are attracted to power. So...please. Just don’t...just know that” It might be a double-edged sword at best and their destruction at worst. As she mentioned his presence at the Temple, he bit his lip. ”I’ll...do my best. Though I don’t know how useful I’ll be.” The moment he’d let the icy fury go, doubt had crept back in, and he could hear Remi’s admonishments.
”Dream fish?” That was new, and the summoner gave the baker a confused look. However, at her mention of who would be at the Guild, he bit his lip. ”The monsters are attracted to power. So...please. Just don’t...just know that” It might be a double-edged sword at best and their destruction at worst. As she mentioned his presence at the Temple, he bit his lip. ”I’ll...do my best. Though I don’t know how useful I’ll be.” The moment he’d let the icy fury go, doubt had crept back in, and he could hear Remi’s admonishments.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
