They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
Nodding, Loren bit his lip. "I'm not going to be in the Hollowed Ground for LongNight." It came out almost bluntly, without a hint of apology.
"Why wouldn't that work?" Shaking his head, he leaned forward and fixed Oliver with the healer's best stern look. "If you keep comparing yourself to others, trying to find out where you'd make the biggest difference, and coming up with excuses for why things won't work instead of just pursuing what you think you'd be most passionate about you'll never be satisfied." He pointed his finger at his fellow hybrid. "Just do what you care about, and I promise other people will care too." There wasn't a hint of doubt in the Launceleyn's voice.
Narrowing his eyes, he shrugged at the other man's words. "You're welcome." Loren took a sip of his cider, clearly unbothered by Oliver's disbelief. The healer did snort at his fellow hybrid's impression of Sunjata.
Leaning forward, the Launceleyn's brow furrowed in concentration as the other man tried to explain. Pressing his lips together, Loren glanced up at Oliver. "Okay, but, how?" The healer's continuing confusion was evident.
"Why wouldn't that work?" Shaking his head, he leaned forward and fixed Oliver with the healer's best stern look. "If you keep comparing yourself to others, trying to find out where you'd make the biggest difference, and coming up with excuses for why things won't work instead of just pursuing what you think you'd be most passionate about you'll never be satisfied." He pointed his finger at his fellow hybrid. "Just do what you care about, and I promise other people will care too." There wasn't a hint of doubt in the Launceleyn's voice.
Narrowing his eyes, he shrugged at the other man's words. "You're welcome." Loren took a sip of his cider, clearly unbothered by Oliver's disbelief. The healer did snort at his fellow hybrid's impression of Sunjata.
Leaning forward, the Launceleyn's brow furrowed in concentration as the other man tried to explain. Pressing his lips together, Loren glanced up at Oliver. "Okay, but, how?" The healer's continuing confusion was evident.
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