Make the most out of no time

"Mmhmm." Remi hummed a note of agreement. "Her name is Sugar. My friend Ronin found her in the oasis I believe, in an egg. There were more—eggs I mean—but they had been broken. I think Sugar is the only one to have survived..." He might have said more, but through the gloves Vai had made, he suddenly felt warmth as Sam's fingers intertwined against his own. Not a ton of it, as Sam still hovered perfectly around room temperature, but he felt something. The problem was that he didn't know what that something meant. Staring into Sam's perfectly clear eyes, the even bigger problem was for a moment, he wanted nothing more than to shoulder past the door Sam was closing, dragging the ascended behind him. To hell with the walk, with not being reckless, with being good and patient and right, he just wanted release and— good gods that made him a special kind of monster, he realized with a mental flinch. Not unlike Sam, the alchemist felt a bit...strange walking hand in hand with another man in the streets. After all, such thing was against the laws back in Northaven. To be this cavalier without really knowing what this was helped to dampen the heat that had begun to kindle in Remi's belly. "No dragons in Northaven. No nothing, really. There weren't even any birds on our side of the wall." The alchemist replied a bit sadly. "Although magicians—" (Like Loren, he thought but did not say) —could conjure magical creatures. Even so, I never saw a dragon before until Ronin showed me Sugar." Just about to say something stupid like, but I am a bird, why would I need a dragon for deliveries, Remi caught the glint of amusement in Sam's pale eyes and laughed at himself as well as Sam's joke. "Well, if you come across any books about taming dragons to be used as a delivery system, please let me know. It could really be a key selling point for my new guild." Remi said with a boyish smile, nudging his shoulder against Sam's to punctuate the joke. remi Too long till I drown in your hands