loren
Humming a noncommittal sound, Loren shifted in his chair. "A lifetime of pain and torment. Got a cure for that." Shooting Jigano a challenging look, the healer took a pull from the flask. "Nothing makes me feel better, really. I just get distracted from it for a little while." He shrugged, not nearly as bothered as he should be by that.
Letting out a huff of laughter, he let his head fall back. ”Maybe. Maybe not. With enough alcohol, you can forget anything.” He lifted the flask again, his new position making the flow of alcohol more smooth.
Sitting upright, he glared at the white-haired man. "Nepotism? Really? What, you don't think I'm qualified for the job?" There was some real genuine anger in his voice, and he slumped back in his chair with a hostile posture. "It's rum, and I need to do something with my time, and to get food and drink. Might as well be something I'm good at, and that objectively helps people in an uncomplicated way."
Letting out a huff of laughter, he let his head fall back. ”Maybe. Maybe not. With enough alcohol, you can forget anything.” He lifted the flask again, his new position making the flow of alcohol more smooth.
Sitting upright, he glared at the white-haired man. "Nepotism? Really? What, you don't think I'm qualified for the job?" There was some real genuine anger in his voice, and he slumped back in his chair with a hostile posture. "It's rum, and I need to do something with my time, and to get food and drink. Might as well be something I'm good at, and that objectively helps people in an uncomplicated way."
Never judge a book by its cover.
