haven't we been here before

Loren nodded. "Me too." It came out softly, more to himself than to Delphine. "And now you're here." However, he found the neutral mask he used to wall off his emotions slide into place at her question. "No she didn't." His tone was even, if a bit distant. Glancing up from Poe, the Launceleyn raised his eyebrows. "That's not exactly a compliment." Lifting his hand, he peerd at the fluffy pink bird. As he did, his subconscious began to send tendrils of concern through his mind once more. "Apologies, but clearly my memory is lacking. Other than research, did I know you from anything?" He reached up with the finger of his other hand to stroke the bird's feather's idly. However, he kept a sharp eye on the woman. Astra, sensing his unease, trotted back to his side. LOREN Not quite an open book