whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
Nodding along to Maea’s words, Loren continued to pour magic into her. As with last time, the first round had been to burn out illness and replace any part of her immune system that was too degraded. This round was to repair the minute damage caused by a weak immune system. ”That’s too bad. Perhaps we could acquire magical items that have the same effect though?” The question came out idly and distractedly, focused as he was on his magic.He shot her a considering glance. Finally, he nodded again, slowly. "The gods." Frowning, he sighed. 'There's only one way to find out what the price is." His eyes studied her features. "But I can't imagine they'd make you pay it without your permission."
what goes, let go
LOREN
