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"Maybe not, but it was the only normal we knew." The alchemist countered slyly. "If not by that, then what normal are we meant to return to?" Raising a brow, Remi looked down at the claws that lay dormant even as the badger shook his paw, and gave a disbelieving huff of laughter. "Ahh yes. Clearly at the moment I am the intimidating one." Strong of body though he was, the honey badger could tear him limb from limb if he tried, or so the alchemist's predatory instincts told him.  "Yes well, I might carry all sorts of diseases. You don't know." He added with a grin. "And I do bite." Whoever Loren was now, Remi wasn't really sure. Tempted as he was to say that the summoner had changed, he didn't actually know that with much certainty, given his lack of memories. Still, Remi was quite sure that Loren had, but with all that had happened since the man had returned, not much of anything had stayed the same for long, much less the Launceleyn. "I am forever in your debt." The alchemist said, bowing deeply in the old traditional ways of Northaven. Standing with a grin—since he was no longer a queen for Loren to pester him about—Remi folded his arms across his chest once more. "However shall I repay your kindness? A drink perhaps?" He asked, nodding his head towards the back of his shop where the small sitting area was. R E M I I followed your ashes into outer space