all that was me, is gone

One of Remi's arms wrapped around his shoulder, this thumb softly stroking the skin in an unconscious gesture. In his mind it was Aoife's cheek, round and likely sticky with her lunch...only now, there was no flood of pain. No tightening in his chest, just a small and sad smile. He missed her dearly, always would. But the pain which inspired such anger and hostility can be drained somehow. Remi looked into the hollowed and youthful face, trying so very hard not to stare but wanting to just the same. As the weight of the words set in, for a moment the alchemist considered, eyes narrowing with thoughtful consideration before his lips parted into an O of surprise. "The memories you took then..." He murmured, not realizing until just now how much of a punishment that had been. "The longer I live, the more I cherish what I can remember." The words were contrite as Remi's shoulders sagged. Яemi I'm holding on to all the pieces of my heart's debris