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Jigano's clarification did anything but, the confused look on the alchemist's face now looking properly puzzled. Defined shape to destructive force The latter made a bit more sense, but still it seemed dizzying to the alchemist's mind who hardly understood magic in the first place, much less in a way that Jigano was describing. "I know our worlds are different...but what you are describing.." Gently he gave his head a slight shake. "It is unlike anything I have heard of." Without wanting to probe too much, Remi paused for a moment just silently considering the bard before speaking again. "Do you think you will regain your magic? Given all that can happen here...it does not seem entirely impossible?"

With a blush, Remi smiled with dimpled-cheeks as he nodded. "Yes. They would be adhered to the ceilings in the shapes of constellations. " He admitted with a grin.

"The idea, yes." Remi said with a nod. "In Northaven I created it by hand. Here though.." He replied with a rather bashful shrug, letting his rather embarrassed silence answer the question instead. "More will make it seem brighter, but in terms of intensity, this is the strongest I have come up with. The longer it sits in the light, the longer it lasts in the dark I have found. But perhaps alterations can be made for indoor use? Does the guild get much light during the day?" Remi asked, having only seen a small portion of it.