The white sheep of the family
As Remi hummed out, laughed, then smiled, Loren grinned back. When the alchemist nodded at Astra, she trotted over to the other man, looking up at him with soulful eyes, begging for scritches. The summoner let out a huff of laughter and shook his head at the sight, sending a pulse of affection through his bond to the luxere.
Ignoring the swarm, almost used to it by now, the Launceleyn approached the other man. ”Came here to see if you needed any more help with the wagon.” Then the corners of Loren’s lips quirked up in a rueful smile. ”And to ask for your help and advice with something, if you’re willing and available.” He gave Remi a hopeful look, though Loren didn’t elaborate on what he needed help with.
Then, however, he sighed. ”Actually there are a couple of things. Again, only if you’re not busy.”
Ignoring the swarm, almost used to it by now, the Launceleyn approached the other man. ”Came here to see if you needed any more help with the wagon.” Then the corners of Loren’s lips quirked up in a rueful smile. ”And to ask for your help and advice with something, if you’re willing and available.” He gave Remi a hopeful look, though Loren didn’t elaborate on what he needed help with.
Then, however, he sighed. ”Actually there are a couple of things. Again, only if you’re not busy.”
Will blood tell
