LOREN
Loren carefully schooled his features into a neutral mask. "She's all yours." There was a distinct lack of inflection in his voice as he spoke about Rexanna. Nodding, he simply gestured for Neron to continue.
Smiling faintly, the healer glanced at the fire. "I imagine the transition from the cold to the heat is a bit too much to handle for many of them." However, he nodded again. "But yes, it is certainly a testament to you and your rule."
Awkwardly shifting his weight from side to side, he rubbed his hands together. "You're welcome." Pausing, he sighed. "You know...this is not exactly how I dreamed of us coming together. But I'm glad it's finally happening."
Smiling faintly, the healer glanced at the fire. "I imagine the transition from the cold to the heat is a bit too much to handle for many of them." However, he nodded again. "But yes, it is certainly a testament to you and your rule."
Awkwardly shifting his weight from side to side, he rubbed his hands together. "You're welcome." Pausing, he sighed. "You know...this is not exactly how I dreamed of us coming together. But I'm glad it's finally happening."
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
