there's light at the edge of the darkness
Actually, Loren would’ve thought dragons and luxere had a lot in common; although they were predator and prey respectively, and their companions were more intelligent than most, they were still animals, and had similarly basic wants and needs. Still, it didn’t seem wise to admit that to Phoebe. Instead, he just responded to her quip about his tendency to lose himself in his work. ”Watching the door to the Rathskellar, actually.” She might’ve been trying to joke, but his tone was quiet and serious. If anyone could find tasks that weren’t strictly necessary, it was the Launceleyn.
As she offered him a tour, he nodded. It would be useful to see that everything was locked up tight. Besides, he was nominally a student—though he could heal almost everything at this point with his magic, so that felt a little silly—and didn’t know nearly as much about the College as he should. When the healer informed him that her nephews were doing fine, the summoner smiled briefly. ”I’m glad to hear it.” He tried not to let his mind linger too long on her comment about it being early in the week.
As she offered him a tour, he nodded. It would be useful to see that everything was locked up tight. Besides, he was nominally a student—though he could heal almost everything at this point with his magic, so that felt a little silly—and didn’t know nearly as much about the College as he should. When the healer informed him that her nephews were doing fine, the summoner smiled briefly. ”I’m glad to hear it.” He tried not to let his mind linger too long on her comment about it being early in the week.
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