Toren, up till now had stayed quiet, food wedged in his mouth. But as he chews it away he clears enough space to take interest in Miach's words. "Oh wow, a Cabal of medics? That sounds like a great idea, Miach! That's right, I remember a while back you had mentioned you were a doctor. I know who I'll be calling if I end up in over my head." What a splendid idea, so practical. That was something everyone needed, even Awakened. Our bodies are temples and good health is a sacred task, mused Toren as he washed the rest of his foodstuff down with his drink. He supposed he aught to sing the praises of his own Cabal rather than that of another's, but Kiko seemed to do that just fine.
Even so he added, "Ah, well we're not just like family, though, we're also all about preserving and expanding upon knowledge and adhering to the Mysterium ways." He smiled at Kiko. "She's a delight, isn't she?" Toren pats the top of her head affectionately. "So inquisitive and polite. We're glad to have her in Mimir's Well," he commended her and her passionate way of speaking. The gesture may have seemed a bit condescending, but he meant well by it.
Overhearing Volos's mention of him once more, Toren allowed himself a glance towards the gentleman. He knew firstly what he would do once this meeting dispersed and that was to get in touch with some of his Pathmembers.