02.Oct.19, 12:58 PM
“I’m afraid so,” he replied when asked if it was the Plague. “I was too young to really remember it though.” Hearing their relationship stated so matter-of-factory was a little jarring, but L’gan let out a breath. “It’s alright,” he said after a moment. “Like I said, I was too young to notice overmuch. My mother never mentioned much about my father’s family; she knew you were a bronzerider but not much else, I suppose.”
The idea of unmet uncles and aunts and other relatives floating around teased a smile from his lips. He’d never been particularly close with any of his half siblings and they’d all grown further apart in the turns since. But it was reassuring to know P’rin had managed to reconnect with his children and grandchildren, even if L’gan wouldn’t know any of them from the next person to walk past.
“You don’t need to apologize. Those days and turns after the plague were chaotic and messy for everyone. I’ve long since outgrown any feelings of resentment at abandonment,” L’gan smiled to sweeten the words. “But I’m glad to get to know you both now.”
The idea of unmet uncles and aunts and other relatives floating around teased a smile from his lips. He’d never been particularly close with any of his half siblings and they’d all grown further apart in the turns since. But it was reassuring to know P’rin had managed to reconnect with his children and grandchildren, even if L’gan wouldn’t know any of them from the next person to walk past.
“You don’t need to apologize. Those days and turns after the plague were chaotic and messy for everyone. I’ve long since outgrown any feelings of resentment at abandonment,” L’gan smiled to sweeten the words. “But I’m glad to get to know you both now.”