LOREN
As Oliver kept trying to reassure Loren, he just felt worse and more exhausted with the conversation. That’s not how magic works. There’s no wand you can wave to fix me. His claws continued to knead the tarp. There’s not some part of me that’s broken. It’s just...who I am. The weary acceptance was growing stronger.
As the fox went on to speak at length about everything good about the summoner, he settled to the ground again, too tired for pacing. The words washed over him, but they broke against his walls like a wave against a rocky shore. As the other man fell silent, the Launceleyn found himself remaining quiet as well, for a long time. Finally, he gave the mental equivalent of a sigh. I told you it didn't matter what you said.
With that, he stood up and began padding away slowly.
As the fox went on to speak at length about everything good about the summoner, he settled to the ground again, too tired for pacing. The words washed over him, but they broke against his walls like a wave against a rocky shore. As the other man fell silent, the Launceleyn found himself remaining quiet as well, for a long time. Finally, he gave the mental equivalent of a sigh. I told you it didn't matter what you said.
With that, he stood up and began padding away slowly.
DON'T CARE
