LOREN
Glancing briefly at the titles of the books, Loren turned away from them relatively quickly. His once nearly insatiable curiosity for knowledge and volumes of any kind had been tempered. So he simply sank down in the chair that Neron had indicated.
Nodding at the Warden's comment about the Captain, the healer's brow furrowed in concentration as his older brother listed all the problems in Halo. "I'd be happy to help with the cannibals." Then the younger twin frowned slightly. Drumming his fingers on his thigh, he looked away slightly. "I understand. If I may, you might wish to mention this to Rexanna. I...might have offered to host some of the more vulnerable population of the Hollowed Ground during LongNight, so long as they bring their own supplies, as a gesture of goodwill." Tone unapologetic, he met Neron's gaze squarely.
Smiling back, Loren lowered his arm. "Careful brother. We wouldn't want people to accuse you of being cocky now." Strangely enough, his voice was lightly teasing.
Nodding at the Warden's comment about the Captain, the healer's brow furrowed in concentration as his older brother listed all the problems in Halo. "I'd be happy to help with the cannibals." Then the younger twin frowned slightly. Drumming his fingers on his thigh, he looked away slightly. "I understand. If I may, you might wish to mention this to Rexanna. I...might have offered to host some of the more vulnerable population of the Hollowed Ground during LongNight, so long as they bring their own supplies, as a gesture of goodwill." Tone unapologetic, he met Neron's gaze squarely.
Smiling back, Loren lowered his arm. "Careful brother. We wouldn't want people to accuse you of being cocky now." Strangely enough, his voice was lightly teasing.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
