Love mends even the broken parts
Shaking his head, Loren let out a huff of laughter. "I would feel bad for him, but he makes it so hard." Freezing for a moment, he gave Weaver an apologetic smile.
Raising his eyebrows, he ran a hand through his hair. "As I recall, it was your fire that helped keep it in check, while my magic did absolutely nothing." He didn't sound upset about that. If anything, he was weirdly proud of her performance during that particular incident.
Checking the pony, he nodded at her words. "I've given up on being good, I think. Instead, I'm striving for minimal harm these days." He flashed her a quick grin.
Raising his eyebrows, he ran a hand through his hair. "As I recall, it was your fire that helped keep it in check, while my magic did absolutely nothing." He didn't sound upset about that. If anything, he was weirdly proud of her performance during that particular incident.
Checking the pony, he nodded at her words. "I've given up on being good, I think. Instead, I'm striving for minimal harm these days." He flashed her a quick grin.
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