They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
"You're welcome." Loren took a sip from his tea. When Glas explained why he liked marble, the healer smiled. "That sounds nice." His eyes widened as the craftsman spoke about the glasses. "Oh! I've seen those. They're really nice." Tone complimentary, the Launceleyn grinned.
As the other man explained, at least a little, what had happened, Loren found his expression growing sympathetic. Indeed he winced at the mention of of cannibals. "I've had a few run ins with them. They're a nasty bunch." For a moment, he tapped his finger against his cup, brow furrowed in thought. "Would you mind telling me about the attack?" He spoke in a low and soothing voice.
As the other man explained, at least a little, what had happened, Loren found his expression growing sympathetic. Indeed he winced at the mention of of cannibals. "I've had a few run ins with them. They're a nasty bunch." For a moment, he tapped his finger against his cup, brow furrowed in thought. "Would you mind telling me about the attack?" He spoke in a low and soothing voice.
LOREN
