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Lorcan inclined his head slightly, his shadowed gaze steady on her as she spoke. The mention of her mother stirred something faint within him, a feeling he knew all too well but didn’t often linger on.

Mine’s gone too, he said simply, the words clipped but carrying an undertone of something more. He didn’t elaborate—there was no need to.

Instead, he let the quiet settle between them for a moment before shifting slightly where he lay, his movements languid but purposeful. Figuring things out for yourself, he murmured after a beat, his tone carrying a trace of approval. That takes guts.

He didn’t press further, letting the statement hang in the cold air as he settled, content to let her take the lead if she wished. For now, he was at ease, finding an odd comfort in their shared silence.