[SWE] Always be mine

LOREN

As Samuel departed (or so Loren assumed), the healer sighed. Directing his birds to keep an eye out for any sign of trouble nearby, he headed back to the party. Realizing that the women had already left, he hesitated at the edge of the gathering, awkwardly shifting his weight from one foot to the other.

However, the sight of a dragon caused him to roll his eyes. Heading towards Jigano, Maea, and Libbs, the Launceleyn raised his eyebrows. "Is this your idea of a party trick, Jigano?" The words were only slightly amused, which, given his current low affect state was saying something.

However, he spotted Neron all alone, and sighed. "Excuse me." With that, the healer headed towards the Warden. "Listen, I know you say you've changed, but I'm the one who's supposed to be standing alone at a party while you are surrounded by adoring sycophants and simpering women." The younger twin spoke in a whisper, and his tone was perhaps a bit too teasing, but it wasn’t often he got to needle his twin.

Plus, Loren had to make Neron look good for the sake of Halo and all that.

But don’t be weary if it’s broken

Families are like that—

they’re split up and always torn.