[say]"I was not aware baskets were alchemy."[/say] Bastien commented back with an equally wry smile, which slowly became genuine as Remi sat with him. He did like the company of the young man even if he considered him to be naive, found him refreshing in his apparently relentless cheerfulness and good will.
He watched Remi's deft fingers work on the basket, pulling his mouth to one side in an exaggerated frown as he saw that it was improving almost immediately. Perhaps Safrin had not let him know that there had been another part of his curse from before, the inability to make a basket. [say]"And can you become such a bird? I would not be surprised."[/say] It would explain how Remi could make the basket so easily in a way that was nicer than the Alchemist being simply better than the Artist at it.
Shaking his head at the word church, Bastien smacked the door of the guild. [say]"This-- place indeed is doing well, but it is not a church. No, I am out of that business, and good riddance to it too. This is simply a guild for the mortals among us to make art and enjoy it, with no interruption from the divine. You would be welcome if you wished, you know."[/say]
He watched Remi's deft fingers work on the basket, pulling his mouth to one side in an exaggerated frown as he saw that it was improving almost immediately. Perhaps Safrin had not let him know that there had been another part of his curse from before, the inability to make a basket. [say]"And can you become such a bird? I would not be surprised."[/say] It would explain how Remi could make the basket so easily in a way that was nicer than the Alchemist being simply better than the Artist at it.
Shaking his head at the word church, Bastien smacked the door of the guild. [say]"This-- place indeed is doing well, but it is not a church. No, I am out of that business, and good riddance to it too. This is simply a guild for the mortals among us to make art and enjoy it, with no interruption from the divine. You would be welcome if you wished, you know."[/say]
