whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
Loren just shook his head sadly at Sunjata’s comment. ”I said with the knowledge you had then.” Voice quiet, clearly unwilling to continue the argument, the healer just took a long drink. ”To Peter and Adam.” Listlessly, he toasted in memory of the two.As the bartender grew rightfully angry, the Launceleyn looked away, though his eyes were still closed. "I did." Again, his voice was soft and guilty. Opening his eyes, he stared steadily away from the other man.
When Sunjata asked if it made it all okay, the Launceleyn shook his head and dropped his hands to his lap. "Of course not. She...made me promise to take better care of myself. To drink less, spend more time with Astra. And never to..." Voice trailing off, Loren glanced down at his arms, not able to say the words again. "Maea's watching me closely." His tone was more than a bit ashamed.
what goes, let go
LOREN
