loren
As Jigano did...whatever it was he did with the sphere, Loren stayed silent. Although his eyes narrowed at the troubled look on the bard’s features, the summoner didn’t comment on it. It was only when the white-haired man revealed that Remi was alive, and far away that the Launceleyn responded. "Good. That's...good." However, his tone was obviously conflicted.
Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair. Giving first Jigano, then the sphere, an appraising look, Loren bit his lip. "I have no idea what's far away, and to the southwest. I don't suppose that thing tells you how we might get to him?" There wasn't really any hope in the question, but he had to ask it. Crossing his arms, he waited patiently for the bard's answer, which no doubt would be a no.
Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair. Giving first Jigano, then the sphere, an appraising look, Loren bit his lip. "I have no idea what's far away, and to the southwest. I don't suppose that thing tells you how we might get to him?" There wasn't really any hope in the question, but he had to ask it. Crossing his arms, he waited patiently for the bard's answer, which no doubt would be a no.
Never judge a book by its cover.
