The white sheep of the family
Loren raised eyebrows. ”Did you ever?” Snorting, he took another sip. "Fair enough. It wasn't concern anyway, so I'l stop since it seems to bother you so much." The challenging tone had shifted to almost full blown mockery.
Shrugging, he took another long drink. "Does it matter who? Or if I spied for anyone at all?" The words had turned bitter and sad, and he was speaking more to himself than Sunjata.
However, the healer turned haunted eyes on the bartender. "I guess that depends on you. But no, I'm not planning to spend a great deal of time in Torchline." Sipping his beer, he shrugged. "They have better drinks than Halo, that's all."
Shrugging, he took another long drink. "Does it matter who? Or if I spied for anyone at all?" The words had turned bitter and sad, and he was speaking more to himself than Sunjata.
However, the healer turned haunted eyes on the bartender. "I guess that depends on you. But no, I'm not planning to spend a great deal of time in Torchline." Sipping his beer, he shrugged. "They have better drinks than Halo, that's all."
Will blood tell
