They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
Loren sighed, and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I think it had something to do with the fact that I was in mourning for the man I loved." Voice soft and sorrowful, he turned away from Oliver, not really wanting to continue talking about it.
However, the healer glanced over his shoulder at his fellow hybrid's question. "No, I'm fine. They just told me not to call upon them again until I was exciting again." Facing away from the other man again, the Launceleyn poured himself a glass of water and chugged it, then rolled the empty cup between his palms.
Shrugging, Loren shook his head at Oliver's observation. "Not really. I think membership in the Arcane Academy bestowed some sort of magic resistance to the cold." At least, that's what it had seemed like during the initiation. As hunger filled the bond, the healer stared at the wall. "You must be famished after our spar. Come along then." It came out idly, as if it wasn't readily apparent. Turning, the Launceleyn began to lead the other man out of the sitting room and to the kitchens.
However, the healer glanced over his shoulder at his fellow hybrid's question. "No, I'm fine. They just told me not to call upon them again until I was exciting again." Facing away from the other man again, the Launceleyn poured himself a glass of water and chugged it, then rolled the empty cup between his palms.
Shrugging, Loren shook his head at Oliver's observation. "Not really. I think membership in the Arcane Academy bestowed some sort of magic resistance to the cold." At least, that's what it had seemed like during the initiation. As hunger filled the bond, the healer stared at the wall. "You must be famished after our spar. Come along then." It came out idly, as if it wasn't readily apparent. Turning, the Launceleyn began to lead the other man out of the sitting room and to the kitchens.
LOREN
