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"Ahh yes. Cold bars, stone walls...just like how I imagined my wedding night to be. And being chained up, of course." Remi agreed, shooting the witch a crooked grin. The alchemist hummed a note that was almost sad, but then resolved itself into something more cheerful. "They can sense what a push over I am." He suggested with a chuckle. Crinkling his nose as his feather was eaten, Remi offered Vai and apologetic smile. "It was clean. I promise." Deciding that clean or not, plumage was probably not the best chew-toy, Remi created in his hands a small wooden rattle in the shape of a star. Offering it to the boy hopefully as a trade, he'd snag away the feather if he could. Яemi I'm holding on to all the pieces of my heart's debris, until it's time I'll pull it together and fix myself eventually & know it's mine