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Loren stared at Jigano after the bard responded affirmatively to the healer's question. "Why them and not me, then?" His voice came out in that same softly despairing tone. "Why am I the one left standing, when I keep making mistakes over and over and over again? When I'm not worthy?" He closed his eyes slid his knees up to his chest, suddenly exhausted.
However, he opened them at the white-haired man's inquiry about Astra. The Launceleyn smiled sadly, and hugged his knees. "She loved it." Letting out a huff of humorless laughter, he shook his head a little. "Then she found out that salt water and sand is not the best combination for her fur."
However, he opened them at the white-haired man's inquiry about Astra. The Launceleyn smiled sadly, and hugged his knees. "She loved it." Letting out a huff of humorless laughter, he shook his head a little. "Then she found out that salt water and sand is not the best combination for her fur."
Never judge a book by its cover.
