there's light at the edge of the darkness
As Maea obviously reluctantly drank some of the tea, Loren nodded approvingly. Taking a sip of his own, he set it on the table, then slid his fingers together and leaned forward. His eyes were sympathetic as he listened to her speak once again.
"Even if you don't want anyone else, you don't have to be with him." It came out hesitantly, and he bit his lip. Studying her features, he reached out to lay his hand gentle on top of her own. "You don't need him, no matter how much you might want him." That came out with more certainty, and Astra bleated as if agreeing with his statement.
Waiting for the Loreseeker to finish with the letter, the healer leaned back, letting go of her hand. "I can be a friend." He picked up his tea, but hesitated with it awkwardly halfway to his lips. "And if it can't be fixed?" Only then did he drink again, unable to meet her gaze.
"Even if you don't want anyone else, you don't have to be with him." It came out hesitantly, and he bit his lip. Studying her features, he reached out to lay his hand gentle on top of her own. "You don't need him, no matter how much you might want him." That came out with more certainty, and Astra bleated as if agreeing with his statement.
Waiting for the Loreseeker to finish with the letter, the healer leaned back, letting go of her hand. "I can be a friend." He picked up his tea, but hesitated with it awkwardly halfway to his lips. "And if it can't be fixed?" Only then did he drink again, unable to meet her gaze.
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