Hot Date

Remi's lashed fluttered as Sam phrased it as him having been thrown away. Some part of Remi stil clung to the idea that there was a reasonable explanation for all of this. That part of him was growing smaller and less viable with every passing day, and yet the kernel of it was still embedded so deeply within himself that it would take far more time than had passed to eradicate. Saying nothing, Remi merely offered his friend a sideways sort of smile as he too reached for his tea, sipping and savouring the flavours with a gentle sigh. "I...think so. Northaven was surrounded by a Wall we could not go passed, and here there is the barrier..but there is more freedom here." The mention of the church made Remi chuckle under his breath and shrug, glancing up over the rim of his cup at the tone of voice Sam used. "No, I do not think it is your kind of thing. I do not think it is my kind of thing, actually." Running a hand through his curls, Remi sat up a bit straighter and let the hand still wrapped around his bicep fall into his lap. "Bastien has decorated it beautifully. All dim light and stars and artwork. It...ahh...certainly is a place of worship, but I think Bastien's predilections for sexual worship are a bit.." Obvious? Daunting? Too much? "..surprising." Remi settled on at last.   "I was actually thinking of starting my own guild." Then, with an immediate grin, he flashed Sam a smile. "Not a church or anything of that sort. A place for creators...like me, like you if you wanted. " His shoulders shrugged gently. It wasn't anything he had given a ton of thought to, but he'd happily hear what Sam had to say, if anything at 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