loren
Loren grinned at Jigano’s analogy. ”More like a burr in the saddle. I’m prickly, no one’s really sure how I got there, and I’m nearly impossible to dislodge.” Tone cheerfully self-deprecating, the summoner let out a huff of laughter.
Tilting his head, he gave the bard an appraising look. ”Thanks for sending him to her. Again, though, while I’m not happy about it, maybe the only way for Abasi to learn is to actually face the consequences of his way of thinking.” Sighing, the Launceleyn ran a hand through his hair. ”I’m also not sure if he’s going to pray to Safrin.” His words were quiet, but also weirdly accepting.
Nodding at the white-haired man’s words, the summoner’s lips quirked up with amusement. ”Let’s see, annoying squirrels, creepy hedges, nightmare boggarts. No, I think I’m good with the panacea plant.” Then his brow furrowed. ”It might not have a true center. I’ve heard rumors that it moves.” He shrugged, though his tone was curious.
Tilting his head, he gave the bard an appraising look. ”Thanks for sending him to her. Again, though, while I’m not happy about it, maybe the only way for Abasi to learn is to actually face the consequences of his way of thinking.” Sighing, the Launceleyn ran a hand through his hair. ”I’m also not sure if he’s going to pray to Safrin.” His words were quiet, but also weirdly accepting.
Nodding at the white-haired man’s words, the summoner’s lips quirked up with amusement. ”Let’s see, annoying squirrels, creepy hedges, nightmare boggarts. No, I think I’m good with the panacea plant.” Then his brow furrowed. ”It might not have a true center. I’ve heard rumors that it moves.” He shrugged, though his tone was curious.
Never judge a book by its cover.
