NERON
show me how defenceless you really are
”And I’d say you’d be better of sticking to blacksmithing.” Neron winks but the gesture is far from amicable, the meaning clear: it was his business what he did with Halo and how he went about it. The remarks about his twin do have him scoffing, Neron shrugging his shoulders. ”He abandoned the Launceleyn name - we are only family by blood, and depending on who you ask, that is either nothing or everything.” Personally, he has found Loren infinitely warmer since he became nameless - but then again that might also have to do with Neron’s long, long fall from grace.
Trust a stranger to come into his bar and bring the worst back out in him, though. Still, Oliver is not Loren, and Neron does not have to blunt his tongue. ”Perhaps you should,” he suggests of speaking with his brother. But then the other man digs too deep, pressing his fingers where they do not belong, and steel blue eyes flash as Neron rises to his feet. ”I was unaware that I needed a perfect stranger to validate my personal issues,” he says. ”Perhaps when I have known you for longer than half an hour, you’ll be entitled to more than a drink.”
Trust a stranger to come into his bar and bring the worst back out in him, though. Still, Oliver is not Loren, and Neron does not have to blunt his tongue. ”Perhaps you should,” he suggests of speaking with his brother. But then the other man digs too deep, pressing his fingers where they do not belong, and steel blue eyes flash as Neron rises to his feet. ”I was unaware that I needed a perfect stranger to validate my personal issues,” he says. ”Perhaps when I have known you for longer than half an hour, you’ll be entitled to more than a drink.”
