you come to me, wild and wired

[say]"Or perhaps you simply want my death if it comes from your—"[/say] He nearly said hands. [say]"—coaxing and not my own. If you like you can forgive me the favour I owe you and I'll come along now."[/say] w

Watching as the checker was engulfed by the waves, the alchemist smirked with a flicker of genuine amusement. [say]"Well, I never did think you one for rules."[/say] He mumbled, before moving another piece and leaving it clear of blood this time.

[say]"Is that so. What a shame for us all then."[/say] Remi's tone was lacklustre as he shrugged. [say]'All that I was yielded me a dead child. What good the man that I was, when in the end, it didn't change anything?"[/say] He had been good and kind and generous. He had tried to follow the path of right and virtue, had tried to avoid causing pain. He had bled and given all that he was, and still Aoife was dead.

Raising a chiselled jawline, Remi exhaled a slow breath as Ludo floated around him, his eyes fixed on the sea. Hearing that indeed she was safe, the alchemist closed his eyes as his shoulders sagged with relief and gratitude. [say]"Thank you."[/say] He whispered softly in a voice that threatened to tremble. [say]'And I her. It was why I tried to follow."[/say]