never seen that color blue

Letting out a huff of laughter, Loren shook his head sadly. Pulling back a bit, he gazed down at Sam, staring into the bookmaker's eyes. "Maybe." The word was quiet and sad, and the healer's expression was filled with sorrow. "But I'm not used to life giving me what I want or need." The admission was soft. "Thanks." Taking one of the cups and a pastry, he nibbled around the edges of it, not really hungry but too tired to fight about not eating. At the other man's comment about exploring Torchline, the Launceleyn nodded. "Alright. Good luck with that. Let me know if I can help?" LOREN Not quite an open book