Twisting about on his heel, the Lunar diviner set both of his golden spheres upon the blonde scientist. "..." There wasn't much to say in response to the greeting. All he needed to do was nod in reply... Still, there always was something agravating about a man that smelled strongly of potions and ink. "The superior has not sent for you," Saix dryly remarked, illuding to his surprise to see number six.