They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
Loren raised his eyebrows at Oliver's question. "Whichever you prefer." At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. The healer went over, and took the sewing kit from the woman outside. "Thank you." Turning back to the other hybrid, the Launceleyn gave Oliver an expectant look.
Reaching out with telekinesis, Loren locked the door, since he figured the privacy might make his fellow hybrid feel better. However, the healer's eyes narrowed at the less than polite inquiry about the magic school. "You just need to talk to Zariah."
Shrugging, he gave the other man a confused look. "What's your problem?" Honestly, Loren didn't understand Oliver's anger.
Reaching out with telekinesis, Loren locked the door, since he figured the privacy might make his fellow hybrid feel better. However, the healer's eyes narrowed at the less than polite inquiry about the magic school. "You just need to talk to Zariah."
Shrugging, he gave the other man a confused look. "What's your problem?" Honestly, Loren didn't understand Oliver's anger.
LOREN
