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Again that weird feeling of having shared a sexual partner came over the alchemist - though just now it clicked in his mind that it implied Ronin wasn't completely straight. Running his hands up his stubbly-cheeks to his eyes, Remi leaned into the pressure and groaned slightly. This was all so weird and though he should probably feel weirder about it, he actually didn't. If anything he felt even more comfortable propped up next to the former-baron for knowing this information. Then again, he hadn't started to imagine what things might have been like between Ronin and Loren; no doubt that would ruin a bit of the comfort. Luckily Remi wasn't there yet. His head hurt far too much. Remi looked nervously over at his friend and bit his lip. "And what if she becomes angry with you? You said she is getting you a weapon? That means you do not have it yet?" Frowning, the alchemist shook his head. "I cannot jeopardize our chances of defeating the creature simply for my own selfishness. And even after...you have Vanya and your child to think of." R E M I I followed your ashes into outer space