the crooked kind

Indicating that she'd been in a bit of danger prior to arriving here, the alchemist tilted his head in a decidedly avian-gesture to the side, silently puzzling at her response. Without knowing her well, the alchemist couldn't decide if she was inviting more threats or wanting to stray away from them. Indeed the small smile that proceeded the statement might have suggested that she was okay with mild interruptions to her day, but before Remi's mind could delve too deeply into parsing out her response, the ground began to heave beneath them. Without necessarily thinking, Remi jumped into the air and his body instantly shrank in size as his outstretched arms suddenly became wings. He had to avoid the flailing tree branches, but at least as a hawk he didn't have to deal with the buckling and bucking ground beneath his feet. As debris threatened to end his upward trajectory, the hawk dodged and dove to try and escape the sudden effects of the also sudden earthquake. Hearing the woman calling out to him as the world seemed to venture towards stillness again, the hawk gave a cry of recognition before gliding back towards the ground. Shifting back into his regular form with a breathless and sharp inhale, Remi moved quickly towards Rexanna, with one arm tentatively outstretched towards her to offer stability and support should he need it. Perhaps it was simple because his mind had never considered woman to be the focus of his sexual cravings, but Remi was normally infinitely comfortable around the fairer sex but also probably the least threatening presence one could imagine. And so even as his arm reached out for her and his eyes gently scanned her face, there was no trace of anything untoward; just simple care and concern. "Are you alright?" He asked, before looking around and spying the shrine which had been suddenly revealed. "Oh....no." He murmured under his breath, his sea-glass green eyes growing wide with concern and alarm. remi Trying to teach my common sense to not waver with my confidence