Funny how it all played out

Remi’s demeanor and appearance didn’t bother Loren. In fact, he didn’t really react at all as the alchemist turned and revealed the mess of scars on his throat and chest, the ones the summoner obviously knew the source of. He didn’t move from his spot, just stared straight at the other man. "Yes." The word didn't have much life in it, and neither did the Launceleyn these days. He was silent for a long while. "So you are here." Still practically unmoving, hands at his side, posture ramrod straight from a lifetime of conditioning and nothing more, he didn't sound glad or sad or surprised at that fact. LOREN Not quite an open book