Desperado

remi The higher I climb the farther I fall when I do "Jigano thinks I am neither kind nor gentle. But somehow manipulative and selfish." He'd also accused Remi of sulking, which honestly he was doing a bit of just now. But that was in the comfort of Vai's home where he could in fact let his guard down. Or so he believed he could. "That I try to trick people by looking like a wounded puppy." With a sigh Remi leaned his forehead against his knees. "I can work on being less reckless though. My fingers will surely thank me for that." He said with a cheeky sideways grin towards Vai. "As for the rest of it, I am not sure what to make of what Jigano said. It is hard to be told that you are not who you thought you were, but perhaps I am as he sees me. Do you remember the man who I said kissed me in the cave? Sam? I had thought perhaps if he wanted to be normal so badly—his understanding of normal anyways—perhaps I could help. So I created a...a patch to make him feel again. I brought it to the Voice for her blessing perhaps, and approval. She gave it, in a sense, though she warned there might be adverse effects." Pausing, Remi swallowed and nibbling the inside of his cheek thoughtfully for a moment. "After what happened I thought it better for Sam not to know that it was I who had created it for him. He might think I only did so because of what happened, or rather..what didn't. And so I left him an anonymous note detailing what might happen, and left the actual patch with Isla so that should he want it, there would be a medic around to supervise. All that I had thought I had done for ... well, good reason. Not for me at all, but for Sam. Now I wonder if that too was reckless and hurtful."