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Silently, Saor sat herself down, shooting a look at the stranger that hinted that these two weren't strangers after all. Remi stood where he was, immobile, as the mystery man, Dirge, introduced himself not without taking a last jab at the joke that had to Remi's annoyance presented itself. 
"hah" he barked in a plain tone, his face showing nothing but a distant neutrality.

Dirge wasn't really humoring him but at least he was answering his unspoken questions: they knew each other.
Without knowing what to say, or if he should even bother to say anything at all, Remi simply turned his attention to the girl, his ears flicking to the side once or twice before he caved to gravity and took a seat as well.