if it doesn't burn a little
She chuckles lightly. ”The joking, yes. When you actually mean it? Not so much.” Weaver gives him a pointed look, raising one brow and cocking her head slightly. ”Change starts with you, you know.” People would see him as he saw himself. So much of life was how you acted. Her mother had always taught her to act like she owned the place. It had certainly worked for Straia, for she commanded a room even when she had no business being there.
She listens, keeping her mouth shut for as he goes through the issues for a future between him and Sam. She nods, not necessarily the most sympathetic listener, but she does listen. And sometimes she even just commiserates with you. Not everything deserves an opinion, or a need to be fixed. Though often she can’t quite help herself. ”Loren, are you looking for excuses for it to fail?” she asks when he’s done. It’s not that they aren’t valid reasons, it’s that he seems to be hunting for a way out before anything even really began.
”If you want something fun for now, there’s nothing wrong with that. Just make Sam’s on board with how you feel.” She shrugs slightly. It doesn’t have to be so very complicated so long as you are honest. Feelings may not fall in line, but it’s easier, at least, when you know what to expect from the beginning. When you can agree to the heartbreak and expect it, and simply be surprised if it never comes.
Weaver rubs her thumb and forefinger against the amulet still in her hand. It reminds her so much of Maea it almost hurts, but she loves it all the same. ”As Seren once told me, I wish everyone could get along. I did not have the heart to tell her life would never be so simple. But at least it’s a good excuse to get Sunjata to this party.” Her tone gets a little lighter at the end, making half of a joke, hoping to make him feel a little less...well, like him.
She listens, keeping her mouth shut for as he goes through the issues for a future between him and Sam. She nods, not necessarily the most sympathetic listener, but she does listen. And sometimes she even just commiserates with you. Not everything deserves an opinion, or a need to be fixed. Though often she can’t quite help herself. ”Loren, are you looking for excuses for it to fail?” she asks when he’s done. It’s not that they aren’t valid reasons, it’s that he seems to be hunting for a way out before anything even really began.
”If you want something fun for now, there’s nothing wrong with that. Just make Sam’s on board with how you feel.” She shrugs slightly. It doesn’t have to be so very complicated so long as you are honest. Feelings may not fall in line, but it’s easier, at least, when you know what to expect from the beginning. When you can agree to the heartbreak and expect it, and simply be surprised if it never comes.
Weaver rubs her thumb and forefinger against the amulet still in her hand. It reminds her so much of Maea it almost hurts, but she loves it all the same. ”As Seren once told me, I wish everyone could get along. I did not have the heart to tell her life would never be so simple. But at least it’s a good excuse to get Sunjata to this party.” Her tone gets a little lighter at the end, making half of a joke, hoping to make him feel a little less...well, like him.
-- weaver
then what's the point in playing with fire?
