[The professor was merely a means to an end, a way to get back to where he belonged, back to Derdriu. He's quiet, listening to Claude explaining things, trying to wrap his head around the whole thing. It's a lot to take in but the shift in focus from home to these pokémon helps him process a little bit. Not that he's not paying attention but just... a little distance from all of the mess from home is nice.

If he's honest just seeing Claude is nice, hearing him talk about things that make no sense, the reminder of all the clever ways his mind works. Things Lorenz would not have thought to even question, at least not for a good long while.

By the time he gets back to talking about Derdriu some of the weight has lifted from Lorenz' expression, lips tilted up in a soft smile, appreciative of the explanation and the fact that Claude is willing to give him the benefit of the doubt.]

I wish I'd been there to see it... and it's good to know that in another version of events the Professor kept his word. I'd have been none too thrilled if he hadn't returned to Derdriu with me.

You know... I didn't realize it until I'd returned to the Estate, after Father summoned me back to Gloucester, how much Derdriu had come to feel like home.

[And for a fleeting moment he's afraid he might cry, the weight of how much he'd missed Claude and their friends and being somewhere that he didn't have to be afraid of what might come at every turn, what threats were slinking through the halls. He sighs softly, blinks rapidly before shaking his head as if to dismiss the sudden swell of emotion.]

I admit I did not see much of His Majesty at Myrddin but I... had heard rumors. It is good to hear that he is improved.