what we leave behind

Glancing towards Sugar's den, Remi sighed sadly. "Like Aoife, this is the only home she has ever known." Steepling his hands, Remi broke out into a wry grin. "And I feed her. So I think that had won me a few points." Thoughtfully he paused and glanced towards Vai. "Do you think you could do some hunting for us? Or I suppose I could come by the Rathskeller..." He frowned. "I can take her out, right? As long as she is warm and safe?" Not realizing that now Papa would actually mean him, the alchemist just nodded, thinking it a fitting tribute to Ronin. "Ahh.." Frowning at himself, Remi looked down. "I suppose I should do something about that." Touching his shirt, alteration magic flowed through his fingers, removing the blood and fixing the tears. "Isla healed the burns on my hands and made everything else stable. I am stiff and sore but, ali—" Choking on the word, the alchemist lowered his head with a sigh. "I am fine." R Ǝ M I How dare you say it's nothing to me baby, you're the only light I ever saw