haven't we been here before

As Delphia began to recount all the times they'd encountered one another before, Loren's memories flooded back. For a moment, his features flashed in annoyance. However, it was quickly overtaken by the dull grief that was once again his constant companion. His fingers began to scratch and rub Astra, and she snuggled against his side. With his free hand, he picked up the pestle and began to grind the herbs again. Looking down on his work, he seemingly stopped paying attention to Delphine. "You forgot jerking my friend around." His voice was bitter and he found his features twisting into an ugly mask. "You can stay. I'm not going to kick you out just because you're a useless, unreliable, and terrible person." That being said, there was something dismissive in his tone. LOREN Not quite an open book