Pressing his lips together, Loren felt all the happiness he'd been feeling earlier melt away. His eyes had grown sad and something in his heart clenched. "If that's..." Voice raw, he had to swallow to get the words out past the lump in his throat. "If that's what you need." Now it was his turn to not quite be able to meet Sam's eyes. The healer leaned his head back, squeezing the bookmaker's hand far more tightly than the Launceleyn had intended to. "For what it's worth I'm...sorry." He took a deep and shuddering breath. "Sorry that I, I couldn't..." Voice trailing off, he just shook his head a bit helplessly. "But I do care about you." Tone soft, he forced himself to meet the other man's gaze. "And I hope we can still be...friends." LOREN Not quite an open book |
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the Firebrand
Headmaster / Grand Healer ✓
Age: 30 | Height: 5' 11' | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 11 - Strg: 32 - Dext: 33 - Endr: 35 - Luck: 39 - Int: ASTRA - Mythical - Luxere
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