Love mends even the broken parts
As Maea came to sit by his side, Loren slung an arm across her shoulder as well. Astra shifted until she was draped across both of their laps, laying her head in his lap. With his free hand, he continued scratching behind the luxere's ears.
The pale woman's question caused him to pause, though. Sighing, he gave her a sad smile. "For a...long time, I thought I deserved the treatment I received because of my weakness." Biting his lip, he looked at the horizon. "It was only until I was much older that I realized how wrong that was. And that...it was what they wanted me to think." It came out softly, as if speaking about it would conjure the ghosts of his past.
Giving her a gentle squeeze, he nodded. "Thank you. And...thank you for listening. I'm sorry that I...that I'm so bad at letting people in." He hung his head, more than a bit ashamed.
The pale woman's question caused him to pause, though. Sighing, he gave her a sad smile. "For a...long time, I thought I deserved the treatment I received because of my weakness." Biting his lip, he looked at the horizon. "It was only until I was much older that I realized how wrong that was. And that...it was what they wanted me to think." It came out softly, as if speaking about it would conjure the ghosts of his past.
Giving her a gentle squeeze, he nodded. "Thank you. And...thank you for listening. I'm sorry that I...that I'm so bad at letting people in." He hung his head, more than a bit ashamed.
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