"And a pleasure to meet you as well, Ms. Lonestar."  Altmeyer smiled reassuringly and nodded, but Asami's question caught his attention.  His large sunglasses shifted a little, but he pushed them back up, keeping his eyes (or at least where he should have eyes; it was hard to tell just what he was hiding) fully concealed.  "Ah, I'm sorry to say not," he responded in Asami's general direction.  "Fate seems to have a part to play for all of us.  As individuals, however, it can quickly destroy anyone, especially those attempting to travel alone."<br/><br/>His thoughts seemed to wander as he spoke, considering the best way to explain.  "As it was explained to me, many Scions prefer to join into what is called a Band, a particular group bound together by Fate, allowing them to weather more difficult tasks through teamwork."  He took another bite of his meal.  "For these long years, finding Scions to help them in discovering a Band has been my particular goal, and giving them the information necessary to send them through their quests."  Yet there still seemed to be a degree of nervousness on his part, perhaps incomplete information, unsure of what to say.  It wasn't that he hadn't done this many times before, simply that there was something missing from his repertoire.