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"Of course I can." Remi answered smoothly, smiling bemusedly at Sam. Though honesty was ever on the alchemist's lips, he'd not taint the relationship Sam had with Jigano over...well, whatever falling out the two men had had. "He knows I can become a lion anyways." He added with an off-handed chuckle. With deep and rumbly sort of laugh, Remi allowed his hand to be taken despite the handful of steps between himself and the chair. If anything the gesture itself was what made him smile, but only because Sam did it so easily, as if the pair had been leading each other for years, rather than just down a terrifying cave, from one door to another, and now into a chair. As the man sat and leaned, Remi thought for a moment that perhaps he meant to lean in and— —but no, he was just settling himself. Releasing the breath he'd been inadvertently holding, he listened gently be very careful to not clench his jaw despite how he wanted to and the retelling. "The pain?" Remi repeated immediately and rather stupidly. He'd known there would be pain for the ascended of course. Still, he flinched hearing it. "Sam, can I ask you something?" Remi asked then, turning his now-somehow-broadened shoulders towards Sam. The alchemist's pale sea-glass green stare was contemplative but troubled as it washed over his friend's pale face and arresting blue eyes. "Why did you decide to use the band? Is it...what you thought? What you wanted?" 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