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Arin wasn't exactly upset over what had happened with him and Laia. He wasn't sure he was ever in love with her, but rather was infatuated. She was someone to spend time with at the moment, she returned his feelings, unlike the one person Arin had always had his eyes on. Things ended alright with Laia and they had remained friends after that, him and Lorcan too. He just hadn't seen them in years. It was nice to be surrounded by friends again, he had felt lonely these past few weeks. And now there was Alex too.
The sorcerer had no idea what to do then, at all. He was completely taken off guard, and he didn't have it in him to move away, so he just let the other man hold him. "You remind me of myself, that's why. Stubborn, hotheaded, a know it all," he snorted at that, just so Alex knew he wasn't being rude. "I might be riled up if I didn't feel like someone sucked all the energy out of me. Then I'd be shocking you multiple times!" he warned, before chuckling a little. He probably wouldn't do that regardless. At this point Alex still hadn't let go of him, he was still hanging on. Arin let out a small grumble and let his eyes shut, truly feeling how tired he was, from all the fighting that day, and the poison in his system. It didn't take long for Arin to pass out, his body slumping slightly down more comfortably in the blacksmiths grasp. Arin knew Alex was not going to let him live this one down when he woke up.