[se] give me a second light

"It starts with just an alcohol base—barley, wheat, potatoes all fermented together—then after it is infused with various botanicals. Some I have created, but mostly I go and try and source them naturally." Though Remi couldn't be sure that magically created herbs had a different taste, in his core he felt that they did. It was probably just some latent hangover of his childhood and adolescent views of magic, though. "Oh, it is not that.." He replied, shaking his head slightly. "Moreso that it feels as though time is passing far faster than it used to." To be fair, Remi had never shut himself away from the world this long before. Whatever Remi thought about this exchange—Loren's smile, the immediate joy he saw there in the lines by his eyes, the flush on his cheeks—he didn't say, nor gave any indication other than an understanding nod. "He seems quite interesting." The alchemist said with an easy smile. Not nice perhaps, nor kind, but those were not always traits that came out in an initial meeting. Indeed the undertaker had been quite rude, not that Remi had noticed. R E M I I followed your ashes into outer space