loren
Astra gave Isuma a friendly nuzzle, completely engrossed in the griffin. Knowing the luxere would be distracted was honestly a relief: she kept giving Loren worried looks that he didn’t know how to respond to.
It was nice just to carry a heavy object and not think for a while. However, Jigano’s animosity towards Wessex was surprising, given that the summoner couldn’t think of or didn’t know about any history between them. Then again, she had that effect on people. ”She’s busy overseeing preparations at both locations, and I told her I’d handle the carpets.” At the very least she’d stopped by the Temple, so he figured she had done the same at the Guild. She was one woman and it was honestly good that she was finally delegating.
At the mention of Beatrix and Jace, Loren nodded a little sadly; they had to navigate around the doors before he was able to respond though. It involved a lot of awkwardly propping the carpet on his shoulder as he jerked the door open, then holding it open with his foot as he simultaneously tried to back up. ”I did. They ran away from home because they didn’t trust me to take care of them or not to leave again. Still don’t, really.” He was struggling with that fact on top of everything else on his plate, but nothing would probably solve that issue except for time. Unfortunately, they might have precious little of that left.
It was nice just to carry a heavy object and not think for a while. However, Jigano’s animosity towards Wessex was surprising, given that the summoner couldn’t think of or didn’t know about any history between them. Then again, she had that effect on people. ”She’s busy overseeing preparations at both locations, and I told her I’d handle the carpets.” At the very least she’d stopped by the Temple, so he figured she had done the same at the Guild. She was one woman and it was honestly good that she was finally delegating.
At the mention of Beatrix and Jace, Loren nodded a little sadly; they had to navigate around the doors before he was able to respond though. It involved a lot of awkwardly propping the carpet on his shoulder as he jerked the door open, then holding it open with his foot as he simultaneously tried to back up. ”I did. They ran away from home because they didn’t trust me to take care of them or not to leave again. Still don’t, really.” He was struggling with that fact on top of everything else on his plate, but nothing would probably solve that issue except for time. Unfortunately, they might have precious little of that left.
Never judge a book by its cover.
