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"Mmmm." The alchemist hummed agreeably, offering Loren a small shrug in acknowledgement of his sympathy. "That is the thing, really. This is not even the worst either of us have had it, so it is a little strange that it all suddenly feels so...difficult, I suppose." Such were the hardships of characters having to justify the absences of their OOC counterparts. Snorting with approval, Remi raised a curious brow to see what it was the Launceleyn might have in mind to accomplish such a task. Shrugging again, this time with unhappy bemusement to hear his and Ronin's strengths pointed out, the alchemist merely cleared his throat. "Does not mean that no one will. Especially when we are placed that we are unknown." Which was precisely the point; to be somewhere where their names meant absolutely nothing. Watching the water suddenly pour from Loren's fingers—surely that was new?—Remi stepped back. Opening the door with a bit of magic, the alchemist reached into the ground to create a bit of an open-topped culvert for the mud to flow down. "Lucky for me you stopped by then, mm?" Remi snarked playfully. R E M I I followed your ashes into outer space