Top of the World

Ronin scrunched up his nose and shrugged even as Remi told him not to be sorry - it still felt like bad timing on his part, but at the same time he supposed that it was near impossible to imagine the bizarre circumstances that Remi had been through lately. The hunter was running a finger around the rim of his mug when the alchemist corrected his use of pronoun, and the confession had blue eyes growing wide with shock. But only for a second. Unable to help himself, Ronin gave quite an undignified snort and had to hide it behind a gulp of his drink. "Sorry!" he managed the second he had breath enough, a broad grin on his face, "I'm so sorry, I was not making fun. I just... suddenly our first meeting seems much more awkward, doesn't it?" His laughter was rich and amused, but that seemed to be the only part about Remi's correction that had snagged on him. Clearing his throat and wondering how damned strong the stuff they were drinking actually was, Ronin reminded himself that it was not exactly a happy moment that Remi was describing. There was more though, apparently. It's Loren. At that, Ronin's jaw dropped, and he looked a mixture of perturbed and delighted. "You and... and Loren? That... I mean, I'm..." He wanted to say he was happy for them because he was, but then how could he be happy when Remi had just said those feeling had been taken? "That explains a lot... were you the other man he kissed, perchance?" ronin begin again, as the storm