Restoration...maybe

The alchemist flinched at Jigano's words, the tension in his jaw obvious. His not-quite tear-shiny eyes focused on the sloftly glowing roots extending outwards on the ground. Though Jigano had added in a we to his words, it felt clear that the criticism was directed solely towards Remi. "But he did not." Remi said, voice low and his tone tense. Did Jigano truly care so little about intentions, that the outcome of this situation was all that mattered? The alchemist wasn't sure what he had ever done to deserve such a continually thread of disapproving commentary from the bard and given how little the man actually knew of Remi, he wasn't quite sure he liked it. Following behind the bard, Remi merely shook his head wearily as the man mentioned the temporary solution he'd suggested earlier. Swiping a hand across his eyes, Remi said nothing. He'd already explained why he thought a temporary solution wouldn't get at the heart of Sam's issue, but moreso he merely felt encumbered by Jigano's continued attitude that what he thought should always be the path which was followed. "I suppose Sam still has the choice, even if it comes with unknown consequences..." Remi mused quietly, taking a shaky breath in as they wound their way back out through the underground canals. Part of him very much wanted to say that he was worried Sam would jump at the chance and not think of the consequences of accepting this 'upgrade'. But that would be to doubt his friend's ability to make his own decisions and live with their outcomes, and he did not think so little of Sam to go that far. "But yes, I suppose I will tell him the Voice wants to see him. I'd not have him endure her anger simply because I did not pass along a message." REMI How do you steal what you really want When what you really want is free?