[Lovebite]

Orvin had begun to turn before the master even finished waving him off, he stopped and gripped his opposite hand as he looked to the floor then up at the Lord. "Sir."He met his eyes,"If I could, I don't want to speak of it."He said simply, watching as he stood up and pressing his lips together again, he curled his fingers into his palm. Then turned to leave the room simply, it was too soon for him to accept any type of apology, any time he looked at him his eyes burned. He knew he couldn't forgive him now if every breath he took made him want to beat him into a bloody pulp, he had a family to take care of and couldn't afford to go to prison. Nor was he one to be taken there, he was too kind of a soul.