how i wonder what you are

the lullaby

How do I learn my dreams to mold
To lay them bare in the morning cold?

Indeed, any sort of vulnerability from the Lullaby is a rarely seen thing. Not to Ronin perhaps, but to the public at large? Even to those Remi considered friends? Sighing against the strains and strings of blue and red that muddled to a bruised purple in his thoughts, the alchemist gives his head a slow shake.

"A few. The ascended do, certainly, or at least Wessex does." She had the knowtbook, after all. Peering into Maeve's eyes, it's with heavy lashes and deep lines across his forehead that Remi regards her. A snarl of emotions sparks from his fingertips, looking to his minds-eye the way that static in a sleepy limb feels. "When you go back to Safrin..." He begins, though the implications of what he's about to say has his lyrical speech growing slow and then stopping altogether for a moment. "..tell her I will do whatever she likes, if she makes your weapon safe for Ronin."

If they're still out there then the chasm grows
For all you know, for all you've known

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!