whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
Letting out a huff of laughter at Maea's question, Loren smirked a little. "You could. And I'd tell you that everything's just dandy with me." Actually, that was strangely true, though he seriously doubted she'd believe it.Her next question just caused the smirk to deepen. "I am examining the differences between compulsion and summoning." He ordered both Ningos to hop away from him and walk towards her. The one on the left did so without any extra movements while the one on the right fluffed its feathers and squawked.
Raising his eyebrows, he slid his legs out a little further so he could properly lounge against the wall. "Despite the cough, I take it this isn't another healing session?" There was something darkly amused about his voice. Fishing out a flask, he took a swig, then held it out to her.
what goes, let go
LOREN
