At Remi’s sarcastic response, Loren inclined his head in the barest of nods. ”Yes.” Again, it was a simple acknowledgment, nothing more, nothing less. When the alchemist slapped the summoner's shoulder with quite a bit of force, he swayed slightly, but didn't fall over. As the other man struggled with the captured animal, the Launceleyn lowered his hands to his sides. Remi crossed his arms, and Loren's eyes flicked down to them before flicking back up to the alchemist's face. "What do you want, then?" The question came out almost bluntly, though without any hint of animosity or anger. It was just an attempt to speed the conversation along. LOREN Not quite an open book |
Funny how it all played out
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the Firebrand
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