haven't we been here before

Humming a noncommittal sound at Delphine's reply, Loren just continued his steady work with his mortar and pestle. "Shocking. I would never have guessed, what with being a healer and all." His voice was practically dripping with sarcasm. As she insisted she could help, he sighed. "How about the rest of them? The ones that require thought?" Still snarking, he set the pestle down. Then he pulled out a third mortar and pestle and slid it across the table towards her. Gesturing for her to get on with it, he resumed his own grinding. However, he shifted so that he could keep a watchful eye on her own activities. LOREN Not quite an open book