the house that built me

Remi toasted the air sarcastically in agreement. Actually, most of what he knew of Frey these days came from Phoebe, and now that that particular bridge had been burned, it was all hearsay at best. "Don't even joke about that." Remi snorted. If there were more gods in this world (and honestly, why shouldn't there be?) he absolutely didn't want to know them. When it came to subtly, the alchemist held his tongue, simply offering a tight-lipped smile instead. "If this was just any other government, would you find it so implausible?" remi Too long till I drown in your hands