Love mends even the broken parts
Unfortunately for Remi, Loren was totally fine with them both being poor communicators. The evidence seemed quite obvious about that. ”Hey, I never said I was good at words. You just assumed.” Granted, they’d both made a bunch of assumptions, and that had led them here, to this sort of awkward and tenuous peace or friendship or whatever it was they were doing beyond hunting. As the alchemist grew feathers and took to the skies, the summoner called out after the other man. ”You’re not really helping your case on the communication front.”
However, then it was the Launceleyn’s turn to do poorly on the communication front, what with his foray into the woods. As the hawk dipped, the summoner’s eyes tracked it, though Remi recover quickly enough. Seeing as the Launceleyn didn’t speak hawk, he had no idea what went on there, so he just started traipsing about the field, hoping the alchemist had a plan.
However, then it was the Launceleyn’s turn to do poorly on the communication front, what with his foray into the woods. As the hawk dipped, the summoner’s eyes tracked it, though Remi recover quickly enough. Seeing as the Launceleyn didn’t speak hawk, he had no idea what went on there, so he just started traipsing about the field, hoping the alchemist had a plan.
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