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"None at all." It was a quiet echo of Korbin's words. Honestly, though, most of Loren's attention was focused on the kalimba. He smiled a bit crookedly at the hunter's compliment. "Thanks." However, the healer's fingers still plucked a bit uncertainly at it. However, he glanced up at the other man's next comment. "Should I blame you for everything Weaver does that I dislike and vice versa?" The Launceleyn's tone wasn't judgmental, simply firm. Nodding, he felt his expression become resolved. "I've heard." He took a deep breath. "In that case, since I am nominally responsible for people's health and well-being around here, I will ask for help with that." Giving Korbin a grateful look, Loren handed the so-called toy back to the hunter. LOREN Not quite an open book