LOREN
As Deimos' sorrow spilled over to Loren, he found himself instinctively flying away from the General. The healer had to force himself to bank back towards the other man. The Launceleyn's wings pumped furiously even if his own mind had grown dark and depressed as well.
For a long moment, he just let that be his response, a sort of sympathetic and understanding and matching sorrow. You could practice on me. It came out hesitantly, the offer tenuous and fleeting. I know we're not friends or close or anything, but sometimes that's better. Easier. Tilting his body and head slightly, he eyed Deimos, wondering what he'd make of Loren's suggestion.
For a long moment, he just let that be his response, a sort of sympathetic and understanding and matching sorrow. You could practice on me. It came out hesitantly, the offer tenuous and fleeting. I know we're not friends or close or anything, but sometimes that's better. Easier. Tilting his body and head slightly, he eyed Deimos, wondering what he'd make of Loren's suggestion.
open up all your skies
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