and it's hard to dance with a devil on your back

Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?

Loren really did seem to be in a bad way, from how he stopped and replied still so monotone, so flat, as if he were halfway in a dream.

"I...suppose so." He conceded, and once again considered leaving the conversation, letting Loren get away (as his companion clearly seemed to want to). Though he felt one last try to get the man to open up couldn't hurt and might lead to a closer relationship. He was certainly lacking in friends.

"You know...if you wanted to talk about it...I'd listen. I know I'm a stranger, but we're both Loreseekers, and...well. I've had a terrible week. I might understand." He gestured to the chair opposite himself, then looked back to the tea caddy behind him. "I could make you a drink, too. Sometimes I find a cup of tea can be very comforting."

Samuel

Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?

Cold comfort for change?