Hot Date

Remi met Sam's shocked expression with one of quiet and boyish amusement. Had the bookmaker thought that the alchemist would say no? A bemused smile tugged on his lips as he reiterated his acceptance with a gentle nod. Then Remi's lips formed a silent O of surprise, his lashes fluttering slightly. Well...he wasn't really doing anything that couldn't wait anyways. "Now is perfect." He agreed with a charming smile, until— —And...for me. Unlike Jigano, Remi did not need any sort of breadcrumbs to lead him to what Sam's meaning was. Trying very hard to mask his surprise—he had thought Sam would take some time before deciding, Remi's surprise was real, despite knowing full-well how it was Sam came to possess this new ability. "Then if this flower turns out to smell bad, I suppose I will be able to blame you for that." Remi replied with an easy smile. "You will have to tell me all about it. ONe moment—" Dashing back into the shop, Remi took a silent and deep breath. Please let him be alright. It wasn't so much of a prayer, for while Remi did suspect that someone was probably listening, he didn't much think they cared one way or another. But he did. And Jigano had left him doubting almost every choice he'd ever made now. Grabbing the purple-covered book Sam had given him and some sticks of charcoal, Remi doused the fire and returned to his door, flower still in hand. Though the walk was simply a few steps, Remi smiled at the bookmaker and extended his hand for the ascended to take should he like. This was a date after all. REMI I tried to tie my heart down, board up all the windows Oh but it's too late now, I let you get too close