They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
Frowning, Loren gave Oliver a sympathetic look. "Sorry to hear that. Luckily, you don't have to ask for religious advice from her." Then the healer tilted his head to one side. "But she is High Priestess of Halo, and my brother isn't one to surround himself with incompetents." His words came out quietly, but with a bit of an edge.
Shaking his head a little, he gave his fellow hybrid a rueful smile. "Better you than me." Taking a sip of the cider, the Launceleyn raised his eyebrows. "When is this party?" Brow furrowing at the list of names, he tapped a thoughtful finger against the mug. "How do you get along with your fellow dancers?" There was something amused about his tone.
As the other man asked why Loren was interested, he shrugged, then smirked. "Don't worry, I'm all set on that front." He let out a huff of laughter.
"Cold? Do you remember if it was foggy? Was there a harbor?" The questions came out softly.
Shaking his head a little, he gave his fellow hybrid a rueful smile. "Better you than me." Taking a sip of the cider, the Launceleyn raised his eyebrows. "When is this party?" Brow furrowing at the list of names, he tapped a thoughtful finger against the mug. "How do you get along with your fellow dancers?" There was something amused about his tone.
As the other man asked why Loren was interested, he shrugged, then smirked. "Don't worry, I'm all set on that front." He let out a huff of laughter.
"Cold? Do you remember if it was foggy? Was there a harbor?" The questions came out softly.
LOREN
