Well, that's haunting. Haein halts in his tracks and turns around at the sound, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. He hadn't expected laughter to be one of the responses for what he'd done, but there it is. He's left both puzzled and irritated, and he debates for a moment on if he should just ignore it and continue on his way.

But as unsettled as he is, he sticks around, even fully turning to face Ephrim. Leaving now feels annoyingly like running away, and he has too much pride to do that. So Haein balls his fists at his sides, body tense as if he expects some kind of retaliation.

"Don't tell me you've lost it already," he says, keeping his tone mocking, though there's an edge of uncertainty on the edges of his voice.