They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
At Melita's comment, Loren pressed his lips together. "Forgive me for saying this, but you don't know me well enough to say that." It came out quietly, but he meet her gaze squarely.
Spreading his hands a bit helplessly, he shrugged. "I picked up and moved to an entirely different region, got a new profession, left everyone and everything behind. What more should I change?" The question came out more raw and pained than he'd intended, and he ran a nervous hand through his hair.
Shaking his head at her next statement, he sighed. "Probably. For what it's worth I'm sorry for how I acted when I saw you last. I was drunk, and stupid, and mourning. None of that makes it better though."
Spreading his hands a bit helplessly, he shrugged. "I picked up and moved to an entirely different region, got a new profession, left everyone and everything behind. What more should I change?" The question came out more raw and pained than he'd intended, and he ran a nervous hand through his hair.
Shaking his head at her next statement, he sighed. "Probably. For what it's worth I'm sorry for how I acted when I saw you last. I was drunk, and stupid, and mourning. None of that makes it better though."
LOREN
