the house that built me

"If Ludo ask you to kill for it, would you? If the motive was meant to be noble and compassionate? Would you, knowing that it could simply be the capricious whim of a god, wrapped up neatly under the guise of divine knowledge?" The alchemist's expression was grave with the light in his eyes having gone suddenly quite flat. Running a hand across his eyes, Remi exhaled. "If we're talking about being selfish...I look at how I was treated about people I cared for. Loren, and Sam. Both went to great lengths to forget about me when things went wrong, both took pieces of me when they went, that have never healed. I don't think they ever will." His hand fell into his lap. "Kindness didn't save Aoife. It didn't save Ronin when he died the first time. And when it all went wrong, there was no surprising kindness. There was nothing, really." Remi drummed his fingers against the table again. remi Too long till I drown in your hands