Blinded by the light

If it was true that when you lost one sense your others heightened, it hadn't happened yet to Remi. The sound of Zariah's voice made Remi nearly jump out of his skin, half-rising against the trunk of the tree and then immediately crashing back down with his hands over the bandages covering his eyes. Breathing laboured, one of Remi's hands rose slightly as if expecting to suddenly feel her there. But it was she who touched him—her hands in his curls made him pull away slightly like a wounded animal, though quickly he stilled. Remi! The alchemist turned his head slightly. Beneath the bandages his eyes painfully tried to flutter open and sharply Remi hissed in a painful breath. "Amalia—" He whispered through dry and cracked lips, before turning his face back towards Zariah (mostly). 'Arduinna." Remi answered, his lips cracking and opening new wounds that bled down his chin. He...I ... gone I think. I could not see— Remi thought towards Amalia. Through the bond, open as Remi always was, the leopard would be able to feel his terror, his pain, and the grief that came with being wounded so and then left. As Zariah instructed he stand, for a moment Remi paused. The outstretched hand clenched slightly, before his entire body relaxed and he nodded. "Alright." He agreed, hands tentatively reaching out for her shoulders or arms to try and brace himself against to stand. remi Too long till I drown in your hands