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As Sunjata got all pissy, Loren’s brow furrowed and his nostrils flared. ”I think you didn’t answer my question.” His voice was low, and his tone indicated how unimpressed he was. The bartender's response caused the summoner's hands to clench into fists before he took a deep breath and forcibly released them. "I'm not going to apologize for pissing you off. But assuming I didn't piss you off, would you say I was fine if I was drowning?" Eyes searching the other man's features, the Launceleyn placed his hands in his lap. That didn't stop his foot from tapping nervously. However, he let Sunjata say his piece. "Would you let Phoebe mark you in return?" Loren's voice was shockingly even. LOREN Not quite an open book