KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
Loren was right that he was the last person Korbin wanted to listen to. Or perhaps second to last, after his brother. But the raven had done unpleasant things he didn't like all his life. What was a bit of unsolicited advice from an outlander?
"Sure, that may be true, but what if I don't know myself who I am these days? Or what I want, or..." He broke off, and fought to keep the frustration from flaring up. Not Loren's fault, it was the reason for all his mood, and yet... he was such a convenient target. "Until I know that, there's no point in saying anything. It wouldn't lead anywhere." He took a steadying breath, and found that it helped very little.
Of course, finding that he had well and truly stepped in it didn't help make matters better. Loren's response reminded Korbin of the reason why the Healer was here in the first place, and he winced internally for the lack of tact. That was crude, even for him. There was a slightly long pause, as he struggled with himself.
"Right. I'm... sorry."
He didn't look up, kept his head down. But there was a genuine regret in his tone. He'd gone too far.
"Sure, that may be true, but what if I don't know myself who I am these days? Or what I want, or..." He broke off, and fought to keep the frustration from flaring up. Not Loren's fault, it was the reason for all his mood, and yet... he was such a convenient target. "Until I know that, there's no point in saying anything. It wouldn't lead anywhere." He took a steadying breath, and found that it helped very little.
Of course, finding that he had well and truly stepped in it didn't help make matters better. Loren's response reminded Korbin of the reason why the Healer was here in the first place, and he winced internally for the lack of tact. That was crude, even for him. There was a slightly long pause, as he struggled with himself.
"Right. I'm... sorry."
He didn't look up, kept his head down. But there was a genuine regret in his tone. He'd gone too far.
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
