whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
Raising his eyebrows at Sunjata, Loren turned to face the bartender more fully. "What? What would you have done differently, with the knowledge you had then?" It came out almost as a challenge.However, all the anger bled out of the healer, leaving just a quietly despairing expression on his face. As the other man demanded an explanation, the Launceleyn bit his lip. "She asked what the worst thing I could think of was, besides jumping off the roof we were on." Again, his voice was quiet and he closed his eyes tightly. "So I showed her." Turning his palms up, he exposed his entirely unblemished and unmarked wrists.
what goes, let go
LOREN
