Loren bit his lip. Rubbing a hand against his thigh a little nervously, he tilted his head to the side. "Why do you think she keeps things from you?" Then, his expression softened. Reaching out he laid a hand on Sam's shoulder. "You're not going to end up like the Prince." It came out with as much reassurance as the healer could muster.
However, his hand slipped away from the Ascended's shoulder. "But you have The Voice to look after you," the Launceleyn pointed out, trying to keep his tone reasonable. However, his eyes tightened a bit at the reminder that none of the gods liked the Abandoned.
Hesitating, he hugged one of his arms to his chest. When the other man brought up Abasi, though, Loren halted, no longer pushing through the drifts. Astra, sensing his distress came to him and gave him a nuzzle. He stroked her head absently, but affectionately. "We never..." Voice trailing off, he swallowed. "We never actually said...the words." Closing his eyes, he forced himself to take a deep breath.
Still standing there, swaying a bit, he opened his eyes again and sought out Sam's. "I'm sorry. It's...hard for me to believe that people would enjoy my company, or want to get to know me. And it's hard for me to open up to them." The healer ran an anxious hand through his hair. "I could explain why..." The words trailed off, though his tone was open to the possibility of sharing more.
However, his hand slipped away from the Ascended's shoulder. "But you have The Voice to look after you," the Launceleyn pointed out, trying to keep his tone reasonable. However, his eyes tightened a bit at the reminder that none of the gods liked the Abandoned.
Hesitating, he hugged one of his arms to his chest. When the other man brought up Abasi, though, Loren halted, no longer pushing through the drifts. Astra, sensing his distress came to him and gave him a nuzzle. He stroked her head absently, but affectionately. "We never..." Voice trailing off, he swallowed. "We never actually said...the words." Closing his eyes, he forced himself to take a deep breath.
Still standing there, swaying a bit, he opened his eyes again and sought out Sam's. "I'm sorry. It's...hard for me to believe that people would enjoy my company, or want to get to know me. And it's hard for me to open up to them." The healer ran an anxious hand through his hair. "I could explain why..." The words trailed off, though his tone was open to the possibility of sharing more.
you are lost, hope is gone
but you must go on
Loren
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