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Remi wasn't a soldier. He hadn't had any proper training despite what a militaristic society Northaven had been. As such, there was no feigning strength, no brave face (even beneath the bandages). Just a man badly injured who only tried not to flinch because it would make Ronin's job easier. Remi's eyes remained closed even as the final bits of cloth were carefully pulled away. As Ronin gently manipulated his head, the alchemist's lips broke apart in a shaky and breathy half-sob half-grimace as he pulled his eyelashes apart. His right eye had been gauged all the way through. The eyeball was indeed intact, but the massacre of the organ was obvious. His left eye seemed less damaged, though it appeared far more pale now; stained glass letting too much light through. "Arduinna." The alchemist said. "She...she is a fae. Ianto is..." Remi tried to shake his head, but didn't want to leave the protective comfort of Ronin's fingers around his chin. It helped to ground him now in this darkened world. remi Come on skinny love just last the year Pour a little salt we were never here