LOREN
Nodding slowly, Loren rubbed his eyes. ”Yes I can be disciplined when I think something is important enough.” It came out in an almost begrudging tone, though he shot Phoebe an apologetic look to let her know he was mad at himself and not her.
As she started to speak of her own experiences—his eyes narrowed slightly as she mentioned Emmett, a name the healer hadn’t heard before—he stayed quiet. ”I’m sorry for...everything you’ve been through. Especially what I did to you.” His tone was genuinely contrite.
However, his eyes strayed to her burns. ”So you’ll let me heal your burns then?” He raised his eyebrows, half question half challenge. Sighing, he massaged his temples.
Then he gave her a tentative smile. ”Alright.” Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to relax, to lower his hands and stretch his legs out so he wasn’t curled in on himself.
”I will try. To grieve properly and to fix those parts of me I think need fixing. But only if you help me, and only if you let me do the same for you.” It was offered hesitantly, and he immediately flushed in embarrassment and stammered, ”Not that you need fixing I just...don’t feel comfortable accepting this from you unless I can do something in return.” Tone awkward, he shrugged, praying she’d understand.
As she started to speak of her own experiences—his eyes narrowed slightly as she mentioned Emmett, a name the healer hadn’t heard before—he stayed quiet. ”I’m sorry for...everything you’ve been through. Especially what I did to you.” His tone was genuinely contrite.
However, his eyes strayed to her burns. ”So you’ll let me heal your burns then?” He raised his eyebrows, half question half challenge. Sighing, he massaged his temples.
Then he gave her a tentative smile. ”Alright.” Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to relax, to lower his hands and stretch his legs out so he wasn’t curled in on himself.
”I will try. To grieve properly and to fix those parts of me I think need fixing. But only if you help me, and only if you let me do the same for you.” It was offered hesitantly, and he immediately flushed in embarrassment and stammered, ”Not that you need fixing I just...don’t feel comfortable accepting this from you unless I can do something in return.” Tone awkward, he shrugged, praying she’d understand.
look at how a single candle can both
defy and define the darkness
defy and define the darkness
