Bury My Heart Next to Yours

Bastien pulled away from Rexanna with one last stroke of her hair, wishing against reality that he could somehow whisk them away from the conflict they'd found themselves in. Though, he knew this life was how they'd found each other, how they'd continue to grow - that the pain was all a part of it, as much as it ripped at his chest to see Rexanna despondent.

He almost smiled, as he thought how universal the problem was. If only things could be easier.

Stopping under the tree, he listened to her words with a sad frown, looking off over the fields. [say]"I suppose...though one would think if she were willing to extend her mercies to Ronin, she would do the same for his child...not that I understand the workings of the Gods."[/say] Bastien crossed his arms, shook his head. [say]"A loss of a child; I cannot imagine. Forgive me for saying it, but I feel you are only still going past it for your amazing strength of character...I do not know that Remi has the same."[/say] He was worried for the Alchemist. Ronin he was fond of too, but the man had used up some of his goodwill with Bastien when he'd attacked the temple (something that would make a fantastic story, one day, but for the moment stung).