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Snorting, Loren nodded. "Probably. So what? You don't care about me, remember?" Letting out a huff of laughter, he grinned faintly at Korbin. "And I've taken a few lickings in my life." The healer waggled his fingers suggestively. "Good thing I can heal, right?" Then his expression grew a bit more serious. For a long moment, he just stared at the hunter, meeting his gaze squarely. Sighing, the Launceleyn finally looked away. "Why does that idea bother you so much?" The question came out uncertainly. Biting his lip, he played with a stray thread on his lips as he waited for the other man to answer it. LOREN Not quite an open book