The white sheep of the family
Nodding along to Maea's explanation, Loren gave no indication what he felt or thought about what she revealed. Indeed, his brow simply furrowed slightly as he considered the words. "I'm sorry to hear that." Though his words weren't warm, at least he'd said them.
Holding up a hand, he waved it vaguely. "I can heal you, and burn out any illnesses. As often as you need it." However, he found himself considering her carefully. "What, exactly, did they say about your immune system? While I may not be able to offer a permanent solution, the more I know about the problem, the longer I can keep you healthy." There was no pride or false confidence behind the words, just the same evenness he brought to most conversations these days.
Holding up a hand, he waved it vaguely. "I can heal you, and burn out any illnesses. As often as you need it." However, he found himself considering her carefully. "What, exactly, did they say about your immune system? While I may not be able to offer a permanent solution, the more I know about the problem, the longer I can keep you healthy." There was no pride or false confidence behind the words, just the same evenness he brought to most conversations these days.
Will blood tell
