like you know what it means

i found cynicism, i found criticism
i've been zero to hero & i have been the villain

Remi eyed Loren for a moment, almost warily before nodding silently.

'Don't think it works like that. If it did, it wouldn't be called divorce, it'd just be called making new vows." Remi mumbled, trying to pour the wine (or whatever) into his mouth and mostly making a mess.

'Careful now. I'll manticore-out and eat you." Remi warned with the barest of a smile. Still, he might not have been kidding. "Is it martyrdom when you aren't dying for anything?" He asked, probably rhetorically. "Not self-pity. Just the facts. I feel nothing Loren." Remi said almost casually, chillingly so, as he stripped off his wine-soaked shirt and cross his ankles in the sand. "Nothing. Not even sadness anymore. It's just...it's all gone."

Tugging in a breath, not needing to look over at Loren to know where he was, Remi exhaled a long breath. " Is it? Deimos and Amalia found each other. Rexanna and Bastien. Sam and... whoever he's with now. The doctor. Jigano and Rory.." Remi gestured vaguely with the bottle. "You and Abasi, for the brief time." He sighed again. "Love seems fairly common, actually."