"I'm sorry about that," he said, taking another sip. "I hope you find something soon. Ronan's been trying to get me to talk to someone about being a Hit Wizard, but I don't know if I really want to."
That might have been a bit too much information, as he didn't know where they stood anymore, and he looked down into his pint for a moment. Then she acknowledged his face. He knew it wouldn't be long.
"Yeah," he said with a slight chuckle. "Ran into a old friend. Though, he had back up this time." He touched the scars on his face lightly and shook his head. "It could have been worse though."