Luneth bit his tongue while Refia chewed Ingus out, but he realised what Arc had a bit late. While being a red mage meant lots of great magic and use with many weapons, the skills were so levelled out that it wasn't the most spectacular job. He'd been right; if Ingus had been another mage, they would have been horribly imbalanced.

"Refia, you don't look so thin yourself."

He'd bite it for that, but he didn't want Refia to dog Ingus when he'd just arrived, even if he could kind of see what she did. He just rubbed his head and thought about it. All of a sudden they wanted each other there, and poof!, in came Ingus. He wondered if Ingus had "fallen", too. The logic, of course, was still backwards, but he decided not to get into it.

"Well, we're stuck here... together, at least."