They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
Her laughter and her comment garnered a snort from him. It was a good-natured snort, and he could feel himself relaxing a bit, even if the subject wasn’t exactly an easy one for either of them. Still, Rexanna’s smile was enough to banish any last qualms Loren might be feeling about Zariah. If his cousin came—when she came, rather—he’d deal with it. First, he had a LongNight to survive.
Which the blue-eyed woman seemed to understand, if her lack of response to his non-promise was any indication. He pulled his knees up to his chest. Unlike her, he wasn’t very good at focusing on the positives. Granted, he had many fewer than her at the moment. Still, she was right: she was here. And he could accept that. ”That you are.” However, accepting that didn’t mean sex would help the Launceleyn with his own anxiety.
”Somehow, it doesn’t surprise me to hear that Edrei was in your orgy.” Smiling a bit sadly, he glanced at Rexanna as she brought up the magic sex room. Right. In the insanity and fear, he’d forgotten about that. ”Glad you all had fun, though.” Honestly, it was impossible for him to picture the scene; given that he’d had sex once (unless he counted Frey), he didn’t exaclty have a lot of imagery to draw upon. Actually...if he considered it like his second encounter with the god, just substituting in other bodies, it was all too easy.
As she explained what a rollercoaster was, the summoner gave her a little grin, though it faded quickly. ”So your relationship with Bastien went up and down?” That’s what Loren thought, though it occurred to him how little he knew about the couple. He’d been to their wedding, participated in it, but hadn’t gotten to know the people involved. As evidenced by his comments to Rexanna earlier in the season. Hopefully this was one of those better late than never situations.
Which the blue-eyed woman seemed to understand, if her lack of response to his non-promise was any indication. He pulled his knees up to his chest. Unlike her, he wasn’t very good at focusing on the positives. Granted, he had many fewer than her at the moment. Still, she was right: she was here. And he could accept that. ”That you are.” However, accepting that didn’t mean sex would help the Launceleyn with his own anxiety.
”Somehow, it doesn’t surprise me to hear that Edrei was in your orgy.” Smiling a bit sadly, he glanced at Rexanna as she brought up the magic sex room. Right. In the insanity and fear, he’d forgotten about that. ”Glad you all had fun, though.” Honestly, it was impossible for him to picture the scene; given that he’d had sex once (unless he counted Frey), he didn’t exaclty have a lot of imagery to draw upon. Actually...if he considered it like his second encounter with the god, just substituting in other bodies, it was all too easy.
As she explained what a rollercoaster was, the summoner gave her a little grin, though it faded quickly. ”So your relationship with Bastien went up and down?” That’s what Loren thought, though it occurred to him how little he knew about the couple. He’d been to their wedding, participated in it, but hadn’t gotten to know the people involved. As evidenced by his comments to Rexanna earlier in the season. Hopefully this was one of those better late than never situations.
LOREN
