They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
As Glas responded, Loren nodded. The tea had steeped long enough, so he poured two cups, and slid one in front of the craftsman. "Interesting. What do you like about marble? And what's the favorite thing you've ever made?" The healer curled his fingers around his cup, enjoying the warmth.
When the other man repeated himself, the Launceleyn frowned slightly. However, he smoothed it out, forcing himself to smile softly instead. "Accident? What happened?" He leaned forward a bit, expression still gentle, as was his voice. "You don't have to tell me about it if you're not comfortable." However, he found his eyes narrowing slightly, and he stared intently at Glas.
When the other man repeated himself, the Launceleyn frowned slightly. However, he smoothed it out, forcing himself to smile softly instead. "Accident? What happened?" He leaned forward a bit, expression still gentle, as was his voice. "You don't have to tell me about it if you're not comfortable." However, he found his eyes narrowing slightly, and he stared intently at Glas.
LOREN
