LOREN
It was rare for Loren to have to look up to anyone, so when the tall and armored woman approached, he found his eyes widening very briefly in surprise. However, that was pretty much the only emotion he betrayed. Seeing how others had saluted her, he did so as well. "I am. Captain Aristomache?" Lowering his hand, he clasped it behind his back again, posture ramrod straight.
As she regarded him, he stayed right where he was. Although his eyes flicked to her armor and her features, doing his own inspection, they swiftly returned to her face. Indeed, he returned to staring ahead, though his time he was solely focused on the woman before him.
As she regarded him, he stayed right where he was. Although his eyes flicked to her armor and her features, doing his own inspection, they swiftly returned to her face. Indeed, he returned to staring ahead, though his time he was solely focused on the woman before him.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
