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Smiling faintly, Loren ran a hand through his hair. "People and beings that can overpower a dragon. Of which there are many." It came out simply, if a bit wryly. He shifted his weight a bit from side to side, though, the motion a bit awkward. He was clearly a bit embarrassed. Letting out a huff of laughter, he nodded at Korbin's words. "To each their own." Then the healer gave the hunter an understanding look. "But if you change your mind, or ever want someone to accompany you to a shrine, let me know. Or if you just want to talk about the gods, I'm always happy to do so." The Launceleyn made the offer easily. Obviously he knew he'd been blessed to have encountered the gods as many times as he had, even if the experiences weren't all positive. Paying it forward, as others had offered to do for him, seemed like the least he could do. Eyes narrowing slightly as the other man explained all the ways someone could become a true Halovian, Loren's lips twitched in amusement. "Let's assume I don't want to inflict myself on some poor family and that you're right, I'm super impatient. What can you tell me about these coming of age rituals?" Crouching down so he was on Korbin's level, the healer stared intently at the hunter The Launceleyn was expecting something about surviving in the wild or hunting some beast or other, but he was going to be open minded about this. LOREN Not quite an open book